Sweet Life in the City

This is a hard post for me to write. I am not completely sure why I have struggled to sit down and write down about some more changes coming to our life. Maybe because I am struggling with this decision. Struggling not because I don't fee like God is asking us to do this, just struggling because my selfish nature doesn't know if I have the courage to obey. We have decided to put our house on the market. We have an amazing house and those who walked with us during our search for a home and those that endured my endless complaints of living in that apartment probably think we are crazy. I had someone recently tell me as I was telling them the possibility of selling said to me, "But Kim, God gave you that house!" I 100% agreed with her. This house opened up at the perfect, most crucial time in our lives. We were going through a difficult time of God closing a door to plant the church and we were barely surviving living in the conditions and environment of the apartment. ...

It has been a bit chaotic around here the last few days. No, seriously our house has been hit by the plague of lice 😩😱. I understand that it is part of life. When your children go to school or are around other children there is always a chance that they will be affected. Knowing all of that, being an educator myself and knowing that it in no way reflects the cleanliness of a child afflicted by it, it still absolutely freaks me out and it makes me go into some crazy state of mind. The girls had their first case of lice within the first few months of us living in Chicago, but we have not have any issues since this weekend. I was aware that when we switched Chloe to public school the chances of getting lice were greatly increased, sure enough Saturday I discovered the nasty things and it has been extraction city going on in my house. I asked for prayer on FB. I was really vague because frankly I was not in a good place to tell the FB world the depths of my despair (okay maybe too dramat...

I have taken a few weeks to process the freedom of being done with school. I have taken an extra break as I process the freedom that came with the ending of this particular school year. I did write a post last week, but it was not very nice. I wrote mostly about why I feel so liberated. I focused a great deal on the freedom that has come with a situation that I dealt with my two years prior to this year and although all that I wrote was true, I did not want to risk offending anyone. I have also been processing the sadness that my time being over with my class from this year. Even tonight as I think about it being Sunday I still am having a bit of sadness knowing that I will not see my sweet kiddos anymore. Last Wednesday we finished our school year doing what we do best, having so much fun! We had a carnival day filled with games and other fun activities. As each student left my resolve to keep the tears in became harder and harder. It only got worse as the parents started crying as th...