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I'm here. At home. With them.

**I really like Facebook's "On This Day" flashbacks. I love the photos and the statuses that I had forgotten about. This status came up this morning and I wanted to share it. I posted it on April 8, 2015**

 
Picture of my current favorite shirt



I have to publicly thank the Lord for the path He has set me on and the prayers that He has answered.


I've always enjoyed getting up around 6ish. I check messages, drink coffee, get a few chores done, meditate on the Lord and the things that I need to get done in the day.

When I worked outside of the home, the mornings were chaotic even if I had the forethought to plan things out or get up extra early.

In contrast, this morning I got ready, started my coffee, put a few things away-- and then I couldn't help but smile, giggle even, as I turned on the laptop and pulled out my lesson plan book.

God is good.

For years I harbored guilt and bitterness for not being at home with my children. I prayed that the Lord would bring me home. I never had peace about working-- even if I enjoyed my job, made enough money that we were "comfortable", or loved the people that I worked with. I just knew that if I stayed home, that God would take care of us because we would be in His will.

Teaching the boy to garden
When Parker started school I thought "Well, that's it. That door has shut. There is no need for me to be home now." My heart broke.

Fast forward several years later-- my children are middle and elementary school aged and I'm here. At home. With them.

I have a couple of odd jobs that help us out financially. We're still figuring out how to work our new budget-- which is a failure at this time-- but we'll get it. My house isn't as clean as I thought I would have it while being at home. Most of the time I feel like I don't know what I'm doing or what's going on...but I'm here.

At home.

With them.
Taking the kids on amazing adventures

Beginning the homeschool journey feels a lot like learning how to ice skate. I'm still in the awkward falling down stage. I fall down, get back up, and wobble with my arms flailing. Not graceful. Not pretty. Just all over the place and wondering if I'm ever gonna get it right.

But I'm here.

At home.

With them.

Teaching the girl to can
Sister, if you are a working mom and feel the draw to be home with your children, pray. If you are a working mom that desires to be home more than you are, pray. If you are a stay-at-home mom that needs to help make extra money for your family, pray. There might be a door that opens automatically or it might take a long time but keep praying. God knows the desires of your heart. He is faithful and He will do what He knows will work together for good for those that love Him.
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