Created by the Creator.
Our world tell us that we were create to consume.
Make a choice to create.
We are truly meant to be creators.
My heart overflows as I write each day.
Peace pours over me as I watch my children build paper cities.
I love exploring what it means to be a creator created by our Creator of life!
I am happy to admit that I asked for help. Yup, this do-it-yourselfer and type Aer is official reformed. Our socks have been blessed off this weekend. My heart is full.
We ask a few of Sexy Neck’s friends/work colleagues as well as a friend of mine/neighbour to come over and help move our huge play structure across the yard.
We had a dump truck load of top soil arriving shortly after so we asked if the three families wanted to stay for pizza. They did and it turned into an awesome night. I wish I had gotten a picture of the ten kids around our kitchen table as well as the parent standing around them.
The help we got was awesome. The people amazing.
The gift of time and self.
Full of gratitude.
The next day we asked our friends from Vtown, Princess P and Papa B if they would share their landscaping and gardening gifts with us and help us with a few projects. They stayed the whole day helping us AND allowing our boys to help them. They were the most caring teachers showing ALL OF US how to do things. These two have the joy of angels and patience of Saints. We got to play with all of Papa B’s landscape tools. It was a beautiful day! Once the turf is in you are going to have to checkout our yard.
We shared dinner together. PB and PP brought gelato and talked about their upcoming trip to Italy.
A day outside.
Roots being drawn deeper.
Watered with friends love.
In this place God had brought us to.
Sun on our face.
Grateful for help.