we moved to an igloo
Hello, Blogworld. I miss you. I love you.
We moved to a new little itty bitty house – our Love Shack from the college days. We’ll live here while we renovate Grandma’s old rock house.
I can see my breath. I can’t feel my toes. Ice lines the windows of the laundry room, which is also our bedroom, and also a place to use the microwave.
Send hot stuff and things made with sheep fur. We’ve become a more snuggly people – and snuggly is happy – unless you’re Seth and your wife won’t keep her freaking feet out from behind your knees.
May your pipes not freeze, and may good Christmas movies or music play in your background. May you have many small moments when God’s goodness overwhelms you. If you stopped believing, may you consider it again. May you say it aloud: God is good – even in an igloo (even in MZ, even in Ethiopia) – God is good. Even in a manger – He shines.
Peace be with you
and also with me.