3 years since I became a stay-at-home Mom for the first time in my life.
3 years since my full-time job became serving my God, my family, and my church.
3 years of believing I'm finally home. (I mean, not *really* home. That will only happen in Heaven.) But with all my heart, I believe that for as long as I live on earth, I belong in Vermont.
3 years of being joined to the most epic and special church body I've ever known.
3 years of greater joy than I used to believe possible.
3 years of walking with my man into ministry opportunities we never would have dreamed were ours to pursue.
3 summers of playing with my children almost every day.
3 autumns of the most stunning foliage I've ever seen.
3 exquisite winters.
3 spring gardens. (I never really had time for this before. . .)
3 years of cooking at least 2 meals a day almost every single day. (I LOVE to cook!)
3 years of finding all sorts of new adventures (and we still haven't even scratched the surface of all the possibilities.)
3 years of getting to work together as a team with my husband in every area of life.
3 years of more intimate prayer time than ever before.
3 years of more focused study of Scripture than I ever seemed to find time for before.
3 years of treasuring Christ more fully than ever before.
Certainly there have been MANY amazing times of joy in my life before moving here. I had a beautiful childhood, and I have been blessed beyond measure at just about every stage of my life. But never before here did I feel so certain that I am exactly where God wants me to be. Not that this a good place "for now" until God brings me to the "next step" in my journey. In my mind, I'm home. Permanently.
Having said that, *if* God ever asks me to leave, I hope I'll be obedient, but my heart's desire is that He'll keep me here until He's ready to take me home for real.
A 3-year song in my heart.
Happy Anniversary, Vermont! I love you so much!