Happiness is Simple

Happiness is simple.

Maybe I should say it like this instead-Simple makes me happy.

Simplicity makes me happy.

I am not saying that happiness is easy. (But it definitely isn’t as hard as people make it)

I am saying that keeping things simple is a key to my happiness.

I can say this as a fact:

I AM TRULY HAPPY

It’s that simple! Or maybe I’m simple (okay I know, enough of the word play with the word simple)

I am happy!

Definition:Happy-characterized by or indicative of pleasure, contentment, or joy.

I am content, I am joyful, I love my life!

I am grateful!

Happiness is a choice, it is not a destination. I decide that I am going to be happy and it’s not some place that I am going, it is right where I am.

I FIND JOY WHERE I AM.

That is what brings me contentment.

I find real joy in the everyday. Simple things. Not in material worldly things like what the commercials on TV tell me I need to be happy, but in the amazing beauty of the gifts that my God has given me.

First and foremost, the gift of salvation. I have the gift of eternal life because my Savior died for my sins.

My husband.

My marriage.

My children.

My family.

I am surrounded by things that make me happy. That brings me joy. I take the time to appreciate them and that is another key to my happiness.

Something else that I find joy in that makes me happy is- sharing it with others.

That can be done in many ways. Some as simple as just smiling at someone while I’m out and about or telling my kids a goofy joke(I have a lot of them). But I feel that I share it the best in my photography.

No, I am not a professional photographer, I am just a simple county gal who sees beauty in the world around me and I try to capture that to share with others. Most of the pictures I share here on the blog I took on our farm. The picture below I took over looking our farm, I finally found the perfect quote to describe it and that makes me happy.

Perfect isn’t it?

Don’t get me wrong my life isn’t perfect, no one’s is, but it is perfect for me.

I choose to roll with the punches, to find blessing in everything and

I choose to be happy.

I am not perfect, I am perfectly imperfect and I am perfectly happy.

Isn’t that simple?

Making Beauty From The Scraps

Making Beauty From The Scraps

I should have know that something was up.

Through out last week both of my children kept asking to help feed the horses, muck the stalls, clean the barn-anything that gave them some time in the barn. I thought they were enjoying the spring weather or just being out of the house.

I was wrong, they were not out there enjoying spring.

They were both out there up to something else.

Sometimes they were together, other times just one of them.

They were working hard.

It was a labor of love.

I’m not sure when they finished it.

But, I was presented with the beautiful, precious gift today. The day after Good Friday and the day before Easter.

My heart was bursting with thankfulness and love. My eyes teared up. I was (believe it or not) speechless.

And here it is❤️

It is a masterpiece and fills my heart in so many ways.

My children made this from scraps that they found around the farm.

Pieces that were broken, no good, of no use. So they were thrown away.

But my children made those broken, useless pieces into something beautiful.

Something beautiful that represents The One who takes the broken, the no good, the ones thought to be useless, worthless and He makes them beautiful.

What an amazing expression of love!

They took those scraps and built the symbol of my Savior. The cross that He died on for my sins and yours. The very symbol that takes my broken undeserving worldly ways-my sins, away. It takes them and turns it in to beautiful loving forgiveness- an amazing grace.

What an amazing gift of love- a symbol of the greatest act of love.

“Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, and that He was buried, and that He rose again the third day according to the Scriptures” 1 Corinthians 15:3b-4

Because He died for our sins we are a made new. We were broken, sinful, no good and He makes us in to something beautiful.

He died for you. For the forgiveness of your sins. Because He loves you.

Do you know this amazing grace? The unending Love of our Savior? Have you asked Him in to your heart and given Him your sins, your brokenness?

He will make beauty from the scraps.

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https://peacewithgod.net/

Surviving On Jesus and Dry Shampoo

Sometimes you know it is just gonna be one of those days.

It is the end of March, so the weather is very unpredictable. Today it is rainy and dreary. That doesn’t help my motivation level. If anything it makes me want to take a nap.

It has been a busy day already, my energy is fading fast and I didn’t have a lot to start with.

I still have a list of things that need to be done today.

It’s gonna be one of those days.

You know. Those days. The days when you feel like you have to drag yourself through the day. The days that you feel like you are just surviving. Yeah, that kind.

I started the morning out pretty well. I was up on time, but moving slower than usual. I took a little extra time drinking my coffee in hopes that it would kick in sooner than later. The kids got up and ready better than they usually do and they were ready to walk out the door on time.

Yes I said they were.

It actually was me that wasn’t ready today.

They were ready and I was still drinking my coffee waiting for it to kick in. So when it finally registered in my brain that it was time to leave, and I wasn’t ready, I was in a little bit of a panic. I hadn’t even gotten my shower yet! How did I lose track of time like this?

Dry shampoo to the rescue!

A few sprays. Run a brush trough my hair and I am ready to face the world.

Out the door we go.

In the car and on our way.

Every morning on the way to school the kids and I pray in the car and this has been such a blessing to me.

Especially on days like today.

We take turns praying. Thanking God for all He has given us as we know all good things come from Him. Asking for healing, safety and protection for others and asking for His blessings and guidance as we face our day. This has really given me an insight on what is on my children’s hearts and minds. It helps us all start the day out right.

On days like this that is what helps me make it through the day.

Coffee, Dry shampoo and Jesus

Days like this really aren’t bad days. I am very grateful for my health, my family and all of the many blessings I have. Some days I just feel like I’m surviving instead of thriving.

I am still waiting for the coffee to kick in but as I drag my sleepy self through this day I will just be thankful to be able to do it.

I am not super woman. I will have days like this, and that is okay.

Oh, and we did make it to school on time 🙂

I Love Cleaning Up Messes I Didn’t Make. So I Became A Mom.

I Love Cleaning Up Messes I Didn’t Make. So I Became A Mom.

When I first read that I laughed out loud.

Sarcasm is some of my favorite humor.

But then it hit me.

A big part of my day has been doing just that, cleaning up messes I didn’t make.

I’m not complaining, it is part of the life I choose. There is nothing I love more than taking care of my family. And by taking care of them I let them know how much I love them. That includes, but is not limited to, cleaning up their messes.

As a Farm Wife and Mom, my responsibilities are just not inside our walls . Yes, I keep the house (for the most part) clean, make sure everyone has 3 meals a day and clean clothes. But I also cut grass, clean the barn and chicken coop, feed all of the animals and other farm chores. It truly is a lot of work. But I wouldn’t change it for anything!

I say that my house is clean enough to be healthy and dirty enough to be happy.

It is spring now and on the farm that brings more cleaning up to be done. It is time to clean up all that winter has left behind. Trees have fallen, fences are in need of repair. Everything is muddy and in need of some cleaning. It has been a hard winter. Not so much because we had a lot of snow but it was very cold. Uncommonly cold for our area. So we stayed cooped up inside most of the time. So needless to say-I am so glad Spring is finally here!

Spring is a time of renewal and reawakening. The birds are singing, the flowers are starting to break through the hardened earth and the sunshine is breaking through the gray clouds. It lifts my spirits and awakens my soul. It feels like a weight has been lifted.

It gets me thinking about life. About how old things becoming new again. How things come back to life. Bloom. Grow and flourish.

Which gets me to wondering about things that I may need to work on and improve in my spiritual life. About how my heart and mind could use an awakening, a renewal.

My heart and mind could use a good “spring cleaning”.

A renewal of my soul.

As I pondered that, I remembered something I had read. It is a cleaning schedule of sorts. A cleaning schedule that we could all benefit from. So thought I would share it with you.

Wash Day

Monday – Wash Day

Lord, help me wash away all my selfishness and vanity so I may serve you with perfect humility through the week ahead.

Tuesday – Ironing Day

Dear Lord, help me iron out all the wrinkles of prejudice I have collected through the years so that I may see the beauty in others.

Wednesday – Mending Day

O God, help me mend my ways so I will not set a bad example for others.

Thursday – Cleaning Day

Lord Jesus, help me to dust out all the many faults I have been hiding in the secret corners of my heart.

Friday – Shopping Day

O God, give me the grace to shop wisely so I may purchase eternal happiness for myself and all others in need of love.

Saturday – Cooking Day

Help me, my Savior, to brew a big kettle of brotherly love and serve it with the clean, sweet bread of human kindness.

Sunday – The Lord’s Day

O God, I have prepared my house for you. Please come into my heart as my honored guest so I may spend the day and the rest of my life in your presence.- Author Unknown

What do you think?

Could you benefit from it?

I know I can.

So now you know what I will be working on.

Cleaning up messes.

MY OWN

With the help of my Savior- Jesus Christ

I am imperfect but I am working on it.

And I am okay with that.

I AM PERFECTLY IMPERFECT.

Somedays Running Late Is The Only Exercise I Get

According to my husband- if you aren’t early, then you are late.

Well then-I AM ALWAYS LATE.

He also says that I will be late for my own funeral. I’m not sure if that is possible, but if it is possible, he is probably right (he usually is).

Somedays (more like most days) running late is the only exercise I get. Yes, I am usually late. Is that a bad thing? Some would say it is. But I will tell you that I don’t do it intentionally. I don’t do it to be rude or disrespectful.

It is just part of who I am.

Perfectly Imperfect.

And I’m okay with that.

Maybe I should explain this a little better.

I am an eternal optimist.

I believe most people are good. I forgive people who I know don’t deserve it. I see beauty where others don’t. I can’t go past a baby, a puppy or a flower with out noticing and more than likely talking to it.

The Oxford Dictionary defines an optimist as follows:

Optimist

NOUN

Definition-a person who tends to be hopeful and confident about the future or the success of something.

Philosophy-a person who believes that this world is the best of all possible worlds or that good must ultimately prevail over evil.

So I guess you could say that my cup isn’t half empty.

It is overflowing (with sweet tea of course)!

But it also means that in my happy-go-lucky mind that I always have plenty of time. I have time to read one more chapter, I have time to get one more thing checked off of my list before I leave the house. I have time to stop and smell the roses. Although I really don’t have that time, I will be late. And I usually am.

I apologize if my tardiness has ever effected you or your plans. And, I apologize in advance because if I am part of your plans, it probably will. I hope that you understand why now.

I am an eternal optimist.

And I won’t apologize for that.

This morning as I was thinking about this (as I was running late getting my kids to school… again) I realized that today is the first day of spring. That made me think of a quote I had read about optimism.

“An optimist is the human personification of spring”-Susan J. Bissonette

How perfect is that quote for today?!

So go out and enjoy this first day of spring, even if it is raining there as it is here.

After all, rain is just liquid sunshine!

And remember, if I’m supposed to meet you, I will be there…. eventually.

I just stopped to smell the roses.

Ain’t nobody got time for that!

I have always wanted to start a blog. It is one of those things that I have never gotten to cross off of my list.

Until now.

I am a farm wife, a mama, a daughter, a sister and a friend. Blogger was not a title that I had time to add.I have children to care for and a farm to run. That is a lot of mouths to feed! I have a home to run and keep clean. I have errands to run and calls to make.

Start a blog???

Ain’t nobody got time for that!

The to do list never ends!

Until it has to.

About a month ago I had to have a fairly major surgery. So no heavy lifting or exerting myself for 6-8 weeks. So what does that mean for someone who isn’t used to stopping? Who is usually the one to take care of everyone and everything.

It is hard to accept.

To sit and watch what you normally do (your way) being done by someone else is hard to deal with. It is hard to accept help when you are the one usually helping. That being said, I am very grateful for all of the help that we have received. Our farm and home couldn’t have kept running without the help of our amazing family. The meals that they provided, the help on the farm and the help running the kids kept everything running like a well oiled machine. And I am very grateful.

But, that left a lot of time on my hands.

Time that I have had to slow down and reflect on my many blessings.

Time to think.

Time to rest.

Time to heal.

Time to start a blog.

So please follow me on this journey as I share how I simply live as a perfectly imperfect farm wife.

To learn more please visit the Introduction and About Me pages.

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