come what may

today i begin the journey to what you could call "sacrifice?" I know i know it may sound like i am self proclaiming my goodness but as the story unfolds it won't seem that way.

It began with the spread of a rumour that we needed someone to look after our house while we were gone. The next step was a phone call from someone who needed one. The next step was well getting into the idea and realizing that i would be sharing my home with other people? People i maybe don't know the habits of. If you were to ask my husband what i am like he would describe me as a little bit of a neat freak? opps! At any rate..it has taken me a long time to figure out how i would allow other people to move into my bed, my cupboards, my home essientially? I am about to meet the people and show them around tonight. They are a family and well.... the thought of a family here really makes me so excited. But i do feel that sense of well...it is my home...and well what rules should i make? What should they pay if they break something? What if they never pay? All these thoughts are still running through my mind but i am realizing really how great this process is. I am glad that God continues to teach me and i am sure when the summer is over and we return back to mary...(that is the name of our house) I will know much more about why this process started and where it will take us.

Jill