Home. Sweet. Home.

We've been "unplugged" for the past 2 weeks. It's been quite nice, to be honest. We've played board games, drank hot chocolate, snuggled by the fire, and told silly stories.

Riiiight. Mostly we've just Facebooked and checked email on our phones because...

Did I forget to mention?

Could it be? Could it be?

Home. Sweet. Home.

Alas! We found a home, closed on it on the 30th of December, and spent our first night there together on New Year's Eve.


Come on in!

We are just absolutely beside ourselves. We have endured oh so much this past year. Every day we look around and praise God for granting us the opportunity to build a home together.

He is good. He is sovereign. And I have a new bath tub to praise Him in.

The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock. -Matthew 17:25

Oh, and PS. There is not a Chickfila for miles and miles. Are you wondering how in the world I am going to make it? One word: Milos.