God’s desires for our lives often come in quiet revelations and hushed tones, nestled between dirty dishes and early mornings. It’s an invitation hidden in not-yet-mopped floors and cluttered counter tops. For as long as I can remember, I wanted three things in life: to get married, become a homemaker, and be a writer. Maybe these tiny handfuls of whimsical dreams seem a bit trivial and cliché to you.
Read MoreIn the last five months, I’ve had some pretty big life shifts. My husband and I were married in November, learned we were pregnant (our post-honeymoon little one) with our first child in December, then my husband shipped out for Army training at the beginning of January. It’s been a crazy whirlwind, and in the middle of it all, I’ve been grappling with what it means to care for my home.
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