
I like presents. And I like buying presents. But sometimes I need a break, a limit, or a fresh approach to showing friends and family my love. This year, in the aim of simplicity, my friends and I are not … Continue reading
I like presents. And I like buying presents. But sometimes I need a break, a limit, or a fresh approach to showing friends and family my love. This year, in the aim of simplicity, my friends and I are not … Continue reading
I used to anticipate Christmas. Now, having a child, it makes me sweat. What are people going to buy my child? How do I stick to my simpler values for Wade’s childhood while maintaining relationships? Pursuing simplicity during Christmas is … Continue reading
Standing on the shore last night with my family at sunset, setting Wade’s feet upon the beach for the first time, I started to cry. I hadn’t expected to feel so sharply, and it caught me off guard. It was … Continue reading
Welcome to my answer to the Nester’s 31-day writing challenge – Almost Simple Enough. Many of you have seen snippets of my simplicity journey and I aim to share more during the month of October. I admit the small challenge of writing even a few lines for 31 straight days seems daunting to me. Like many of you, I stumble daily along my journey as a mother, wife, worker, friend, who has aspirations, doubts and chronic health struggles. For the background story on why I chose to pursue greater simplicity, read Start with Broken.
Look for photos, tips, lists, anecdotes and experiences this month on increasing the simplicity and contentment in life. Look for two themes in my experience – the pruning my toddler son provides and the contentment only God can offer. I look forward to your comments and experiences as well. Many of you are walking a similar journey!
‘Tis the gift to be simple, ’tis the gift to be free
‘Tis the gift to come down where we ought to be,
And when we find ourselves in the place just right,
‘Twill be in the valley of love and delight.
When true simplicity is gain’d,
To bow and to bend we shan’t be asham’d,
To turn, turn will be our delight,
Till by turning, turning we come ’round right.