“Miracles don’t have to be big and they can happen in the unlikeliest of places. Sometimes they are so small people dont notice. Sometimes miracles are shy. They brush against your cheek, they settle on your eyelashes. They wait for you to notice, then melt away”. (Grace McGleen – The Land of Decoration)
So glad your here !!
Wondering what you’ll find? It’s simple – this is where I tell stories about making this house I live in home and other things that have my heart – these children, this family, this faith, this moment.
There’s some good stories here – I hope I tell them well.
House Shaped Things?
I’ve long been obsessed with all things house and homey – rooms and spaces and windows and walls and fixing them up and making them look pretty. I’ll quite happily do that anywhere at anytime but this little house where I’m planted has swallowed me whole. Its needy, it has issues but its home.
If I were to sum up what I hope my home to be, I’d say easy on the eye and inspiring to the soul. Lovely in a way that demands little and gives much. Some days I succeed, some days are iffy and somedays I wonder why I bother at all but I worked out when I wrote this post that the purpose of this home like my own, isn’t to impress or compete. My homes purpose is to embrace. I think she’s in with a chance.
So if you turn up on my doorstep unannounced and your welcome to – you’ll usually find me with a DIY project (or three) in the works, a mess to clean up, washing to fold and dinner to cook – – – – somedays my “lovelefying” extends only as far as a partially clean sink and two fed children. I don’t run a tight ship – I stare out my kitchen window and get lost in the garden far more often than I should but despite all of it I’m heart set on creating, out of this ordinary house, a place that is uniquely our own.
“Home may be the most powerful word known. And, you know, sometimes home isn’t a place you find — but home becomes the place wherever you are. Sometimes home is tiny, like a quiet crevice in a wild world you can crawl into & exhale & listen to your heart beat & hear His whisper.
Sometimes home is a dream come true simply because He who is Truth led you there. And then sometimes home isn’t what you hoped for but Hope can find you anywhere” Ann Voskamp
Hands up I love a creative project but mostly I love seeing what I can do with what I’ve got. Same goes for taking something old or unloved or plain ordinary – a room, a wall, something I found in my garage or right at the back of the thrift store or beside the road and somehow bringing it back from the brink. Absolutely no expert skills used here, no budget either by and large , mostly trial and error and just giving things a little bit of a whirl.
“In the beginning there was an empty room, a little bit of space, a little bit of light, a little bit of time” (Grace McGleen – The Land of Decoration)
I’m big on little things. We often look for the big changes and the gigantic answers and the total makeovers but they come along only once in a while – if ever. Give me small steps taken often that add up big differences – in our homes, in our families, in our faith. We have a big God don’t we who works His wonders within the small smallness of our hearts. And aren’t our big life stories mostly found in the small life moments.
Heart Shaped Things?
I have two little (not so little ) lovelies and one big one. My children are 14 and 11. Ethan is almost a man, he’s taller than me, he really needs to shave but wont give in, has comedic timing like you wouldn’t believe and boy does and he keeps me guessing and wondering and praying. Olivia, sweet Olivia, skips and sings and twirls and giggles her way through. I still cant believe I have them and I never stop being grateful to God for them. My “big lovely” fits into that category too – – – a good husband, a really good daddy and as imperfect and challenging and annoying as they come somedays. But grateful for him – no end. Until recently he worked in the wilderness of Western Australia for three weeks out of every month but still managed to be a daily presence in our lives here at home. (Wollongong, south of Sydney) He keeps us laughing and often dances in the kitchen with not much on. He is my biggest fan, always pushing me to follow my heart. He’s unique, he’s a challenge and he is in every way – “the one”.
But right here in the place of my greatest joy lies the real challenge. See I’m always gonna make thing’s look nice and work well wherever and whenever I can because it’s what I love to do – that bit comes easy – but we all know that don’t a happy family make. See the kids don’t care what colour the curtains are or how clean the kitchen is but they do want to feel safe and loved beyond limits, they want to have fun and run around the house shrieking, they want a warm cosy bed and kisses and lot’s of food – that fella I’m married to as well. I wouldn’t trade any of it for anything but let’s face it its jolly hard work and its noisy and chaotic – beautiful but exhausting. I feel in over my head by a long way, still truly pinching myself that I have the privilege of doing life with these three and mostly just figuring things out (or not) as I go.
I love doing this as well.
Women Connect ~ short weekly posts based on a passage or two of scripture.
He who is “altogether lovely,- – – ” Song of Solomon 5:16
“- – – whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is of good repute, if there is any excellence and if anything worthy of praise, dwell on these things. What you have learned and received and heard and seen in me—practice these things, and the God of peace will be with you”. Philippians 4:8-9
I know I meant to put a fabulous photo of myself somewhere here – – – well they don’t happen that often but this one that my little girl drew always makes me smile.
What’s not to like – looks like I’m wearing high heels and a little black dress. I’m thin, my hair is styled (it never is) I’ve got a smile on my face and I just might be dancing or if not I’m striking a “hey life’s good” kinda pose. Oh God Bless little girls who always see the best in their mama’s.
These taken a little while ago – Ken’s thinner, I’m not – all good.
This blog is where I get to combine my love for a creative project, my obsession with all things house and homey and my life long passion for stringing words together. Where it leads remains to be seen. It’s the doing that’s the bit I can’t do without.
My hope is that you’ll find some simple, genuine inspiration here for your heart and for your home. Join me – we can talk long, drink coffee and get all inspired together.
Love from my home to yours.