A Little Life Update (with Hammocks, Hymns, and Hope)

 Mid-May Already? Say What?!

Good grief! At this rate, it’s going to be Christmas before we know it......arghhh!

    Lately, I’ve been clicking around my blog and realizing... some of these categories just aren’t sitting right with me anymore. I mean, “Heart of Me”? Doesn’t it all come from my heart? 😂 I think it’s time to shuffle some things around, clean it up a bit, and make it feel more in line with where I’m at now. You’ll probably see some reorganization happening over the next few weeks.  I'm just not sure how to categorize them yet.  

    One thing that’s not changing, though, is the “Study Week” section. That one’s staying put because it’s already woven into my routines and schedules. Literally.... I have a week each month blocked out on my calendars for that week, because sometimes.... I take all week to dig into what God gives me to share. 

    I’m just thankful that blogging doesn’t have to be set in stone. It can grow and change as I do....and I love that kind of flexibility.

    Things have been steady here lately. We just celebrated Mother’s Day, and it turned out to be such a sweet day. The weather was gorgeous...just breezy enough, and the temperature was perfect. My husband had every intention of putting up a four-line clothesline for me, but that got put on the back burner. To be fair, I pulled him into other projects....like planting and dreaming up layout ideas for my memorial flower garden that I started last year in honor of my Mr. B.

    And let me just say… that garden is becoming my happy place. I’ve been spending time on the hammock out there, just relaxing, listening to the birds, soaking up the quiet. Honestly, I could fall asleep out there...and maybe I already have once or twice. 😴 Hezekiah sure has! He’s out cold within five minutes every time. When our granddaughters come over, that is their favorite hang out spot (besides the trampoline). 

    Lately (within the last year or so), Justin and I have been tossing around the idea of finishing up this place and finding somewhere with more room to breathe. We both agree that we’d miss the creek here terribly, so wherever we go, that’s got to be part of the package. Right now, it's just talk. Justin joked the other day, “We probably would’ve moved already if you’d stop making all these other plans!” 😅

    Well... he’s not wrong. One of those plans happens to be tearing this place down and building a barndominium out back. I've had that dream in my heart for over 6 years now. And as much as I’d love to have it already, I know what I want....and I’m not willing to rush it just to say it’s done. I’d rather wait and get it right than settle and wish I’d taken my time.

    In the meantime, I’m still clanking away at the piano. And honestly? It’s going beautifully. I find myself slipping into worship as I play songs I never thought these hands would be able to manage. 

It’s such a sweet place to be...just me, the keys, and the Lord. 

There’s something so healing about it. 

I’m not just practicing anymore; I’m praising.

    The banjo is next on my list - at least, that’s what Dad keeps reminding me. He gave me his banjo, hoping I’d take it up and breathe some life back into it. Truth be told, I haven’t had much motivation to start. Maybe it’s because so many people say piano should come first, that everything else is easier once you’ve got that foundation. Who knows? Maybe it’s just time I stop overthinking it and give it a go. It would mean a lot to him, and I know it’d be another beautiful outlet for expression.

    I’m sure there’s more I could update you on, but honestly, I can feel the writing fuel running low. It’s not even 8 o’clock yet and I’m already winding down for the night. That’s alright, though. I’ve been looking forward to some quiet time in prayer....there are a few things heavy on my heart that need the kind of peace only the Master can give.

So I’m signing off tonight with a heart that’s full, a body that’s ready for rest, and a spirit that’s leaning in for His touch.

xoxoxo-HBMW-