I'll address the goofiness of that title, but first, some of you asked if any houses near me are for sale and yes! You can have this one for just $49, 900. Honest, that's what they're asking (all 3 bedrooms and the 1 bath are upstairs). It's on the street behind Nostalgia Avenue (as I've named it) with this across the street:
And this at the end, on the other side of the cross street:
Kinda nifty, huh?
Anyway, I'm finding here at Hobbit Cottage that I've way too much time on my hands, for hey! Our house and yard are tiny, I'm no longer on Facebook, I'm nearly finished with stocking-up on food for the winter, Tom and I no longer need to haunt yard sales for we (pretty much) have everything we need and it's not like I can go shopping since we can't exactly spend money as though it grows on proverbial trees, what with having an extremely limited budget.
So! Tom and I, both, find ourselves in a huge transitional time and everybody knows transitions are uncomfortable and can be confusing and frustrating, too. But you know? Rather than simply sit around watching tv until some bright light shines down upon me and a voice from Heaven tells me what to do next, I need to just get quiet. And listen, listen, listen. And then do what I've heard to do, even if it's just the ironing.
For after all, even that's better than, instead, panicking and wondering what-am-I-gonna-do-the-rest-of-my-life-and-why-haven't-I-got-a-clue-now-in-my-50's? You know, feeling all condemned because of these big gaps of understanding myself. Especially since condemnation comes from both satan and my perfectionistic tendencies and conviction, instead, comes from God who's sooo patient, given that He created me in the first place.
Instead, I'm going to choose (a proactive thing) to get excited. I'm going to discipline my head and emotions to stay calm so that I can hear better what God is actually trying to say. For really, it's hard to hear anything clearly while my head and heart are shouting, "Hey you! You're all grown-up, for goodness sake. Shouldn't you know what you want to be and do by now? Sheesh."
No, I've learned that always we are evolving and moving ahead (with a few steps backward, ok--we're human after all) toward being who God designed us to be from even before our Day One. And really, I don't think He ever intended us to become Finished by age 45, you know, finished as in totally matured and wise and loving God and Man and almost never making a mistake. That's the goal and goals take time. Maturity requires much time, much reliance upon God and much cooperation from us after much emptying of self.
So hey. I'm Unfinished and today I'm ok with that. And I'm also anticipating much newness in my days and the years to come inside the parameters of this new life God has given me here in Hobbit Cottage.
(And I pray that you excited about your own future, as well!)
"Surely! Goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my Life."
(Whenever tiny, fearful doubts come slithering into my head, pecking it, that is the verse I whisper, wherever I may be. And then wonder of wonders, those doubts usually fly away. Try it, mean it and see if it works for you, too.)