Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Having Two Homes

It's hard to have two homes.  Not just the very obvious part of
paying for two homes, but also the more obscure reasons. 

It's hard to be attached to two places.  To be in one place, and desire
to be in the other.  To be in one home, wondering what the weather is
like in the other home; what you can see in the other yard; what is
happening to your other home?  To be a part of two communities ...
still having to live in one community, while trying to learn about and
build relationships in a different community.

It's hard to be
planning for holidays and events in your current home, but wondering
what it will be like to celebrate that holiday or event at the
homestead instead.  To dream of the day you can do that. 

It's hard to maintain one home, while also maintaining another home. 
In the past year, we've had to set up house in our homestead.  We've
used yard sales, auctions, and freecycle to gather up some basic
furniture and kitchen items.  We've taken things from our old house to
use at the new home instead. 

We have to think about
preparing each home for the new season, and think about the needs of
each home.  When we pack for a trip out to the homestead, we try to
leave this home clean.  While we're at the homestead, we try to keep it
clean and leave it clean.  Often, we return home with extra laundry
from the homestead.  Not only do we have our regular laundry to wash,
but also all the bed linens and towels from the homestead to wash.

Sometimes it isn't possible to leave one of the homes clean.  For
instance, last time we left our town home clean when we went to the
homestead, but we didn't have time (or dry weather) to get the
homestead floors cleaned up from dog hair and mud before we left.  I
keep thinking about how that needs to be one of the first things we do
next time we're out there.  It's hovering over me, nagging at me.

We keep a list of things we need to take to the homestead, do at the
homestead, bring back from the homestead.  But, even with lists, there
are always little things nagging at us.

It's hard to pack up a
family of 8 with everything we need for a weekend at the homestead,
travel out there, unpack everything, and settle in for a day or two of
work.  Then just 48 hours later, to reverse the process.  Repack
everything that needs to go home, clean up the homestead, "shut down"
the house, reload the vehicles and head back home.  It gets tiring
repeating this every month.  During the warm months, we need to do it
monthly to keep the grass and weeds from taking over.

And of
course, there is the very obvious aspect of paying for both homes. 
Besides the mortgage, there are the utilities.  It's time to have our
propane tank at the homestead filled again.  Actually past time, but we
convinced the propane company to hold off until the weather cooled
since we weren't living there.  But now we can't wait. We need to have
it done before the first freeze.

It's hard to control the
dreams sometimes.  As I'm thinking over frustrations in this home, I
often find myself thinking of how to avoid that in our new home at the
homestead.  It would be very easy to become discontent and think
happiness will only come once we move to the homestead.  It would be
very easy to be so busy dreaming about "someday" that I forget to
"bloom where I'm planted" in the meantime.

I don't want to
fall into that trap!!  But it isn't easy.  At times I begin to feel
depressed, wondering how long we'll have to carry the burden of owning
and loving two homes.  I have to remind myself that God is in control
and He has a plan.  We are where He wants us at the moment, learning to
trust Him more deeply.  I need to be content with that, and with this
awkward place He has us in.

Jeremiah 29:11

"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."

Blessed be the name of the Lord!

1 comment:

  1. My dear sister, though I don't understand exactly what you're feeling or what you're going through...I do understand waiting. We have been waiting for a child for a long time...these Liberian children have been waiting for years for parents to love them. Waiting is so difficult to do. Someone very wise just commented on my blog...God is in the waiting.

    Rest in Him there dear one.



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