i am so over the clutter and busyness of my life.
it is what is the busyness of the american life and i have swiftly entered into the rapidly flowing stream and now i’m desperately trying to climb back up on the calm shore!
where has my time devoted on God gone?
why have we gotten out of the habit of praying together each morning?
why do i have SO MUCH STUFF!?!?!
when will all of this slow down so i can switch my focus?
just as i see the importance of mylin being in a routine, i think my soul and mind are desperate for a routine
in routines we have so much freedom
i am free to schedule playdates and errands around naps and snacks according to mylin’s schedule
with my own routine i won’t have to worry about fitting in reading the bible, praying, reading for leisure, or (obsessively…) reading blogs
this was a goal of mine in my very first simplification post and i need some accoutability to get back at it!
and to get rid of all the stuff that is taking me over?!
i have slowly begun to ‘purge’ a lot of unneccesary items and have collected boxes and bags full of
crap stuff i don’t need
the most difficult part about this is that they are just laying around the house until i can get rid of them!
we have 2 great causes they are going to
1. A fundraising garage sale on June 4th for our friends waiting to adopt from Ethiopia
2. A fundraising garage sale for a mom group I am in on July 8th and 9th
so until then i not only still have the junk – its boxed up and cluttering my house! (this is where i breath and remember ‘patience’…
i am so thankful that admidst this time of unrest, God continues to put women and couples in my and our lives to challenge and encourage
this last week i was so privileged to have deep conversations of passion about Christ and our familes with both Brittany and Jill
they have me motivated to organize, clean, and calm down 🙂
i need to get over life as i’ve made it lately and get back to focusing on God, my marriage, and my mylin 🙂
The man who needs no introductions: my mushroom-hunting husband, Joel George 🙂
It’s a term that results in a wide array of reactions, some of which are:
-What are those?
-Nasty, you like to eat fungus?
-Mushrooms, like the ones on pizza?
-What kind of gun do you use? (smart alecks)
-I am also a morel fanatic, how many have you found this year?
I’m in the last category. My first hunt was in the spring of 1983 when I would have been about the size of a pinky finger. I’ve been hooked ever since and could not imagine missing a morel season. For those of you that don’t know, morels are wild mushrooms prized by gourmet cooks. They grow from the ground, have a short ‘fruiting’ season every spring, tend to favor certain climates and surroundings, and grow in a variety of natural colors from brown to yellow to gray. The combination of these factors make them an elusive prize to forage. As much as I love to eat them (sautéed, breaded, in gravy, in eggs, in my mom’s mushroom soup, etc.), it does not compare to the thrill of the northern Michigan hikes through the forest when I discover these tasty Morchellas, especially when you find them in quantities around a particularly inviting looking area, and every time you take a step, you see 2 or 3 more just down the hill or just on the other side of that log!
Anyway, I guess some people call it a strange hobby. But it seems like people that try it and stumble on a big flush get hooked and develop this feeling every spring that just over the next hill they will find morels in such quantity and size that it brings out a feeling and rush of adrenaline that cannot be compared to any other experience. Some people don’t even like the taste of them but love the outdoors or love that they can bring in $25-$60 per pound or just love the thrill of the hunt as much as I do.
If you’ve never tried it, head north and give it a shot, just stay away from my hunting grounds. 🙂
(shout out to our brother, Adam, who turns 33 this today!)
This weekend we are up close to Petoskey, MI on our annual mushroom hunting trip with Joel’s family!
Check out a blog later this weekend with Joel’s guest post about morels!
While we’re there we’re also going to have a little birthday celebration for Mylin and her cousin Jace, who turned 1 on May 21st
Here are some fun pics from that day!
Joel likes to grow a Red Wings playoff ‘beard’ this time of the year
Sadly, they were defeated recently and now he is back to Mr. Clean!
From a recent playdate with our cousin Jace, who turns 1 today!!!
First he wouldn’t look…
Then she wouldn’t…
Then they both wanted to look at Aunt Leslie more than the picture taker…
When I finally caught both of them (and Eme’s tail…) they weren’t smiling! Cute little stinkers!
Remember how hot and sweaty it was last week!? Well that meant that I got to break out the cutest rompers and tank tops for little miss… 🙂
In August of 2008, 3 months after becoming Mrs. Draper, I thought there was something more I needed to do in order for God to use me in all the ways He desired. After 1 seemingly quick decision (I began grad school 3 weeks after this thought!), 8 semesters of courses, 2 carpool buddies, hundreds of hours of class, more books purchased than I want to think about, lots of tears shed over self-realization and watching self-realization and God’s work being done in others, 2 1/2 semesters of being pregnant, missing my first class ever because I was in labor(!), 2 internships with local ministries, endless late nights finishing papers and procrastinating by emailing and texting my classmates who were also up late finishing at the last minute, being taught by the most Godly man I am privileged to know, and making the best friends of my life…I GRADUATED!!!! Please now refer to me as Rachel Draper, M.A. 🙂
I couldn’t have done it without my family’s support, friend’s encouragement and understanding of not getting to hang out or not getting to hang out for very long, my husband’s faithfulness, partnership, (paycheck!), love, and understanding, and most of all, God’s prompting, provision, and plan.
Mylin was such a trooper and great girl all day!
Intimate ceremony with just the grad counseling students – our professors talking about our journey and how they have watched us grow. Inargueably the best and most memorable part of the whole day
And Joel even caught me receiving my diploma on the big screen!