We are here

We’re a week and a half(ish) in to the new norm of pumping water, watching a load-shedding schedule, listening to dogs bark all night long.

Which means we’re also a week and a half in to marveling at the rice fields, enjoying momos, and Babita. Oh, Babita.

So much to say. And now that we have internet, I will.

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By request: A painless meal planning system in 3 easy steps {2}

Got your list? Does it have more than two dozen potential meals jotted on it? If not–do not pass go, do not collect $200! No, seriously–you really have to come up with at least 24 meals to make this process work. Get creative! Even your picky, picky eaters surely have almost a month’s worth of meals in them. Think hard. Grilled cheese can count as supper. Write it down. You like to pull off the occasional breakfast-for-dinner, right? Write it down. No matter how ashamed you are to admit that boxed mac and cheese are part of your repertoire, it’s in there. So write it down. (And how do you think I feel about looking back and finding “chili dogs” on my original list, anyway?)

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By Request: A painless meal planning system in 3 easy steps {1}

Eight months in to this blog, and a pattern of Frequently Asked Questions has emerged. They range from inquiries about vaccines to recipes to how to homeschool multiple ages and stages at the same time. Some of it, frankly, is so specific to our family that to even write it up would do you a disservice. I am firmly of the belief that God calls and equips each family according to His will and plan. Reading blogs and gleaning insight, encouragement, and practical skills is a great tool. But since no one family is the same, and since what works for me won’t necessarily work for you, well … I’m reluctant to throw out there the things that someone might take for Gospel Truth when really, they’re just The Way it Works for Us.

Today’s By Request topic is one of those areas: meal planning. Folks, everyone has their own method– even if their method is looking at the clock, seeing that it’s 4 p.m., and pulling out the frozen chicken breasts, again. If your way of handling meals is working for you, then please, stick with it. But if it isn’t, or if you’re looking to try something new, I offer up my way of getting the necessary task done.

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We didn’t see her coming, which, in many ways, made her arrival all the more precious. After years of loss and hopelessness and, finally, surrender, we were given the gift of experiencing the healthy pregnancy we had despaired of even asking.

At the end of many dark nights, at the end of my kicking God’s shins, at the end of myself, there was Birdie.

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{Work in Progress Wednesday}

“I’ve read the last page of the Bible. It’s all going to turn out all right.” -Billy Graham

(Work in progress: The emptying of our home, the filling of our hearts. No matter what the next few years bring, this much is true: Jesus is Lord.)

We’d love to see your works in progress. Something that makes you feel simple, full, or creative. Something you’re making. Something you’re doing (folding a pile of laundry–again?). Something you’re planning. Share in the comments!

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All that you can’t leave behind

Despite what many folks seem to think, moving to Nepal is not the same as being stranded ont hat proverbial a desert island and having to choose the three things to carry along to help you both survive and pass the time. I can’t tell you how many times I have told someone, “Actually, there’s a KFC,” only to have them look at me as if I’d just sprouted six heads. Can you get a clothes washer? Yes. Will you have a fridge? Yes. How about internet? Yes, again. Drink the water from the tap? Well, not exactly …


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We have all lost {#papawswatch} {#delta}

My Papaw never flew commercially. A practical family farmer with 25 years experience on a Detroit auto assembly line, he never grasped the physics of flight– or the desire to travel in a way that denied one the ability to stop at will, stretch cramped legs, grab a beef jerky stick, and use the facilities without fear of turbulence. To Papaw’s way of thinking, a man ought to be able to travel on his own timetable, comfortably, with the knowledge that everything he needed for the journey and stay ahead was safe within his own vehicle.

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