A Hermit Christian

As mentioned before, I want to build a tiny house and live off grid.  I have visions of traveling through the Blue Ridge Mountains with my tiny house in tow and my not so tiny family, just living in the moment and not worrying about outside matters.  How nice it will be to not have to worry about things I usually have to worry about (bills, tuition, keeping the family fed, keeping my girls safe, physically and mentally, lesson plans, leading by example).

But then I roll over and look at the clock and see that it’s 5:13am and I only have two more minutes until my day starts and I’m not in my tiny house.  Oh, how nice it would be to be a hermit Christian.  But what good would that do for God’s kingdom?  We were made to bring glory to God and we can’t do that when nobody can see us.  We must get out there in life and make disciples.

So,  I turn the alarm off two minutes early.  I bypass the jeans and tennis shoes I would love to wear and I put on my slacks and nice shirt,  a skirt if it’s Wednesday,  and I go about my day walking the dog, getting three kids to school, checking on another at college,  teaching high school kids math,  trying to teach fifth through twelth graders how to make beautiful music. And I try to do this with a smile on my face,  love in my heart,  and Christ in mind.  I do this because this is what I am made to do.

Maybe one day God will see that I get my tiny house in the mountains,  but for now,  I will travel this journey He has set before me.

And I am so very thankful that my husband feeds the rabbits and cats outside and I only have to take care of the dog.  I am still trying to convince him that we need chickens.   Six people go through lots of eggs!