I have yet another confession to make. This has nothing to do with the canisters that my friend Jodi gave me.  It has everything to do with the fact that I ordered the THM (Trim Healthy Mama) book and yet…I had two cookies for breakfast.  I mean seriously, how could I not?  They are those grocery store kind.  The soft sugar cookies with the soft frosting.  Yeah…you know what I’m talking about.  I have always heard…that if you are going to eat something icky…do it at the beginning of the day, so you can burn it off.  Done and done.  It’s called grace, my friends.  I will do better…but I had two cookies…and they were delish.  lol!

Okay…enough about my caloric intake.  The Canisters.  They are so lovely.  They make my little junkin’ heart go pitter patter.  I decided that you needed so much more than just an Instagram shot of them.  You needed the whole shebang.  You needed a whole post…dedicated to these beauties.  I mean…come on.  Not everyday…a friend walks into your home, with a brown paper bag, full of the canisters that you were coveting were admiring on her counter.  I had actually forgotten about them.  It had been quite a while.  Isn’t that fun!?  It’s so fun in life to be blessed.  It’s also amazing…to bless someone.

That whole day was amazing.  It was one of those days that you realize the Master orchestrated.  You have a heightened awareness that things are going on that you really cannot see.  You can only feel them.  I love that.  I haven’t done much rearranging at the Farmhouse lately.  We have been busy with the garden and other things.  I am getting the bug though.  The one where I take everything off of my counters and stand back and analyze the sitch.  lol!  (Spell check loved that little word.)

I hope that you enjoy gazing at the turquoise goodness today.  I cannot get enough of them.  When I find the perfect spot…I will let you know.  I love our kitchen.  It truly is the heart of our home.  That being said…if I don’t love things…they don’t stay in there anymore.  I like the new me.  It must be the Patchouli.  lol!  No…I’m kidding.  It’s the grace of the Almighty…being revealed in my life.  It’s looking to Him, like a little child, with big eyes full of wonder.  It’s a heart full of love…while sitting in a yard swing, surrounded by a handsome husband, wonderful children, chickens, goats and a bull calf.  It’s the mess that I was yesterday…in the muddy garden, picking beans like a wild woman.  It’s all about Him.  He is with us, Dirt Roaders.  Every. Step. Of. The. Way.  He gives beauty for ashes.  I am so undeserving of the blessings that He gives, but He gives them anyway.  It’s true…the power is His, to give and take away.  Lately though, my healing heart longs to focus on what He gives.  My life is really not my own.  I know…so many things that I’m throwing at you at once…but I am learning so much in this season.  Do me a favor?  Ask God to help me…as a student of His.

Love from the farmyard,