So many years ago, through a long and somehow unrelated story, our friends began calling blessings biscuits.
(If you've ever had a bo'berry biscuit, I think you'll understand the connection.)
This fall has been a season of biscuits...or maybe growing in gratefulness. The Lord has been teaching me to be more thankful. It is not my natural disposition. So this post is a short update of biscuits.
We have moved! About a month ago, we purchased our first home. We are more or less moved in. Joel and I have a habit of forgetting about the little things. So if you visit and still see a mirror leaning against a wall, or a headboard unattached, get used to it. It may stay like that for a while. Seriously though, we are thoroughly enjoying our home.
My dear brother is staying with us now! He has returned safe and sound (praise the Lord!) from his second deployment.
I have joined a new community group at a new church that I love. I am so thankful for wonderful communities of believers.
My classroom is amazing! Entering into my fourth year, I feel so much more confident as a teacher. I really enjoy my job.
A year and a half ago, I truly felt like I was hanging on by a thread. Looking back, I am thankful for that time. The Lord is so faithful, and He is the God of all comfort. This verse from Joel 2:25 has been so true in my life: “I will repay you for the years the locusts have eaten." He IS the Great Redeemer.