My life is simply that. A weaving. We live in small town USA and I'm living a life I love…

The Treasures… A Scavenger Hunt

1. Charity

2. Ohio, U.S.A.

3. Lead Pastor, Sr. Pastor, whatever you call it.  I can’t remember what he has on the website.  You can look if you want:  www.fbcnl.com

4. We move to FBCnl the last weekend of last September so around 13 1/2 months.

5. Three Children.  Madeline:  8 years old, 3rd grade.  Charles:  6 years old, Kindergarten.  Sophia:  19 months old.

6. Unique?  Not sure what qualifies as unique but here’s the list.  First Apt:  Brand new, smelled like Glade Apples & Cinnamon.  Fireplace.  Loved it.  Second Townhouse:  Maddie’s first home.  Infested by ladybugs.  If you’ve not experienced a ladybug infestation you probably still like them, I don’t.  Third House:  Our time of testing by fire.  We put our heart and soul into this house and ended up walking away brokenhearted.   Fourth Duplex:  Season of rebuilding.  Charlie’s first house.  This house was about taking the crumbles from our life and building an altar with them.  Not necessarily fun but it was refuge.  Fifth House:  “Horse House” as the kids call it.  Lived on a 8 acre stable facility and boarded horses.  A lot of work.  This house was a season of reaping and sowing.  It was a relief and an ahhhh, flop on the couch house.  It’s where we thought we knew what life held for us and we had our plans laid out.  Then…  poof.  In an instant, God redirected us.  Sometimes painfully but always sovereignly.   Sixth House:  the Yellow House.  This house, unknowingly was a transitional house.  It prepared us for the next step.   For the first 6 months we lived here all we had was subflooring on it that was painted seafoam green.  No joke.  Seventh House:  the Parsonage.  Love it.  (and for the record… we may have moved houses a lot but not jobs or areas…  our previous church we served in for eight years.)

7. Neither.  My mother-in-law cooks for us most Sundays.  We head over and have dinner as a family.

8. Nope.  I tend to run late although I must say since moving here I’ve gotten better in general but I do tend to run JUST on time which means I end up sitting down 5 minutes late.

9. Right now?  Flash Forward.  Come January?  24.  Is there any other answer.  (In my secret life I would love to be a CIA/CTU agent.  A PW would be a great cover wouldn’t it?  I drive a minivan, no one would EVER suspect me.)

10. I don’t always have it together, especially around the house…  I folded 256 PAIRS of socks the night before we left for Disney World in September.  No joke.  No lie.  No kidding.  256.

11. Big or little?  Little:  turning non-deals into deals.  Does it matter what color a wall is?  I think not.  Big:  Hearing “It’s not personal”  If it’s about family… it’s personal.

12. The extra candy that’s in my cupboards.  I eat it.  It needs to be pitched.  (Oh, and our Friends DVDs.  We’ve not watched them in four years

13. Chocolate… is there really any other answer?  Although I must say McD’s coke is a close second.

14. We are parsonage people.  The church has a great space for us and we’ve loved making it home.

15. I must admit:  Freak.  Well, that may be too strong of a word but I do check myself, the floor closest to the door and the direct views from the door.  (If I’ve ever handled your business at teh door, I’m sorry… it’s because the house wasn’t okay.  The most embarrassed I’ve ever been was when a family ‘stopped by’ (LITERALLY, no warning) to talk about a funeral for their mom.  our house was NOT okay, by any means.  From that point I really do try to make sure the house is acceptable… not perfect, but at least acceptable.  (A side story…  at our duplex we had a small group that came over each week.  Each week our house had to be perfect.  One of my close friends said one day, “my house never looks like yours.  Yours is always perfect.”  So, the next week I showed her…  i had done laundry but not folded, nor put away.  It was all shoved, literally SHOVED between our bed and the wall so that no one could see it and it went the length and height of our bed… but she needed to see that we were people and no, our house is probably never perfect.)

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11 responses

  1. Charity, I haven’t read all your answers to the Hunt, but I was wondering how you did the blogroll to your page? I have the same format with wordpress and don’t know how to add the blogroll and more than my picture on the side. Thanks for you help if you can. I look forward to reading the Hunt entries and hope to get my posted later today. -Caroline

    5 November 2009 at 10:27 pm

  2. I loved your list of houses, quite a variety! 🙂

    5 November 2009 at 10:40 pm

  3. I had never thought that pw’s would be great CTU agents. We should soo apply for a job!!! HA!HA!
    256 pairs of socks??????? Wear sandals!!!!!

    5 November 2009 at 10:41 pm

  4. Your baby is just a month older than mine! Your family’s beautiful!

    6 November 2009 at 5:45 am

  5. 256 pairs. Wow. At least you were able to match them up…. we seem to have a horrible time retaining matches!!!

    8 November 2009 at 12:05 am

  6. Nice to meet you Charity. I see your husband is pastor of First Baptist in New Lebanon, OH and my husband is pastor of the First Church of God in Lebanon, OH. Nice to see a fellow Ohioan playing!

    9 November 2009 at 9:26 am

  7. Hey Charity… how are you? Remember our email conversations when you were pursuing your current position? So glad you have a blog!

    Sorry about the socks…but Disney… FUN!

    9 November 2009 at 10:51 am

  8. We have the same sock issues. I loathe and detest folding them! It would help if my kids would ever take them off and put them into the laundry as a pair. I’m normally fishing them from between the bed and the wall or in the couch cushions..lol

    10 November 2009 at 10:46 am

  9. I pay my kids to fold socks 🙂 Such an easy trade!

    11 November 2009 at 4:45 am

  10. Cindi

    256 socks!!!!!!! We’re lucky if the socks make it to the drawers! Usually clothes end up plied on the kitchen table…bad, i know…

    13 November 2009 at 2:48 am

  11. I can never ever let my husband know that you folded that many socks. Because (I hang my head as I type this) he literally hunts for 2 clean, matching socks 6 out of 7 days of the week. And one day of the week he usually just does without (his day off).

    15 November 2009 at 10:59 am

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