house of rest, gettin' all settled.
Our little house just keeps turning more and more into a home!
Christmas decorations sure don't hurt.
While our almost four year old Christmas purist was NOT happy about a bird on the top of the tree instead of a star, mommy found this sweet metal bird at a yard sale for a $1 and couldn't pass it up.
And THEN! OH THEN! On Sunday our Grandpa-pop-pop and Grandma Gwen brought us this beautiful, out-of-this-world table that Nick's dad had MADE. He's crazy talented and this is by far the most beautiful family table I've ever seen.
It's made like picnic table, but with so many beautiful and intricate details. It's huge and we can have many, many, many people over to dinner on it. You could seat like 16 kids at this thing.
Did I mention he MADE it? How did I marry into such a talented family?
Hosting people is kind of like Nick and I's community love language. After months of being in other peoples homes, we're so ready to have people over it's not even funny. We're so thankful for this table not only for some sweet peaceful times for our own family, but also to bless other families as well.
My new favorite spot in the house.
And a close up of our tree. When we decided to settle in Columbia temporarily, I was so bummed about missing our stuff (all still back in Seattle in storage, waiting to get to Boston). When I realized I wouldn't have OUR Christmas ornaments, I actually shed a good number of tears. In the past I've gone so far as to blog about my favorite ornaments.
I think the ornaments are the perfect example of this season though. We thought we'd be so bummed to miss our own stuff, to take this little detour before Boston - and the Lord is meeting all our needs and so much more. We've both decided this is our favorite tree ever - piled high with gifted ornaments, yard sale finds, and pinecones from the bountiful harvest of our yard. As I write, Nick and Elias are having their devotional time together at our beautiful new table and we have more than we deserve, could ask or imagine. Wait, wait - as I kept writing, another friend dropped off a gift of special ornaments for each of the children. I'm not kidding.
It might be hard to rest with so many blessings.