Means jobs get done . But be careful when you open the cupboards after they put the dishes away.
It means that I can plunge on a plugged pot and whine and pray and use a wire hanger to dig for a long time amd then the man puts on his muck boots and leather gloves and steps into the mire and gives it three or four plunges and magic. I was left standing in awe.
It means the toughest one of the lot coughs till he's crying and then crawls up on my couch with his pillow in my lap and falls to sleep, after I held him and prayed out loud for him.
It means I get to help them practice their magic card tricks on me. And amazing other tricks. The one trick still has me baffled. Some of them are good but others need more practice.
Male household means my house never ever will look like better homes and gardens. But I asked them and none of them want a squeaky clean house.
Some days this male household makes my head feel dizzy. I think I need a fainting couch.
Last time I posted I mentioned being in a quiet spot. It's curious to me how one can be in a quiet spot internally but super busy externally and then be in a quiet season externally but Internally be in a season of seeking and crying and lonely. Zerrick and Susanna's reception in our yard is over and my many siblings showing up for us was a cherry on top. It felt like a relaxed good reception and I spent most of it watching people and listening in on little groups of chatter. And then the twelve hours with my siblings on Saturday. God worked it out so I could have tiny little snitches of chat that I could be assured that I got the most of the gift of them even being here. We all stood around and prayed and cried and sobbed together for a short time before Bruce's left. Healing. I still feel emotional about it. And now it's qu...
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