The U-Haul is empty and our hearts are full

So many thoughts just buzzing around in my brain — as plentiful as the 'skeeters here, but not nearly as itchy!  Not sure where to start, so this will be a "stream-of-consciousness" post.  If you have any questions or comments about my ramblings, please post a comment... I'd love to hear from you!

We arrived at our "temporary home" deep in the woods near Kalispell.  Yes, there is internet, but no cell phone connection.  (We can only get that by driving 15 minutes into town.  I'm finding that being hard-to-reach has its benefits.)  We've had the amazing opportunity to meet and spend a few days with an incredible, Christ-honoring family with 9 children — the Nez family (NTRN*).  This is how selfless they were:  In the middle of their own zany-ness of having to pack up their stuff and move to Maine (to bring the gospel to the Amish there), they took half a day and helped us unload our very bloated U-Haul truck.  When we had such an overwhelming display of God's faithfulness in San Marcos, from our dear friends there who helped us pack and clean, we never imagined that the Lord would match His own kindness here by providing such amazing unpackers, here!  He is so good to us.

Our young'uns had the best time, making friends with them, before they vacated the house they sold to some friends we met long ago in SoCal.  Last night, we went with the Nez's to their friends' farm, where we had an amazing dinner.  All the meat, dairy and greens were grown on their land.  It was like a little piece of Heaven... and I've never had milk as good as that.  I must have had 5 glasses, at least.  Non-pasturized, non-homogenized, free-range, cream-top... and free (so-to-speal)!  Yum.  Our kids got a chance to try their hand at milking "Faith", the cow who survived being born in the snow.

So now, we are praying and asking/seeking/knocking for a homestead of our own.  Please join us in praying that the Lord's Name may be honored and glorified in all we do, and that He continues to turn our eyes upon Jesus... that the things of earth may grow strangely dim, in the light of His glory and grace.


*("Not Their Real Names")