As I was taking the pictures for today’s post, I honestly was a little embarrassed. I tried to take the pictures in such a way that you couldn’t see the concrete blocks on the walls, the unfinished ceiling and wires everywhere. I thought, man, I don’t want people to see this and think “wow, how low can you go?” What an ungrateful person am I! You know what’s going on with us if you’ve been reading this blog over the last few months. You know Bret lost his job and we decided to move back in with my gracious parents. We still feel it was God directing our path here. Here I am again, in a way, ashamed. And yet, I remember that this is a “sacrifice” to ensure our dreams can come true. Whenever these negative thoughts cross my mind, I’m almost immediately taken to a posture of thankfulness. I think about others who are without homes…everything…in New York and New Jersey….not hours away from me. I think of those who are living out of the cars. Bret and I met a guy at the climbing gym a while back…and he was from another country…I couldn’t tell you which now….but he mentioned how they never went out to eat….because they didn’t have the money. Bret reminds me of this when we go out to eat or order delivery and that we are living like kings. I mean, really, have you thought about that? Someone is bringing you food, cleaning up your mess. It’s crazy how much more thankful you can be if you just shift where you’re looking.

So, without anymore of my ramblings, here is our new space!

I love having the bookshelves in the main walkway…it has rekindled my heart with desire to read again. I have been reading SO much since we’ve been here!

And don’t worry, I didn’t keep my toys packed away!