The Keeper's Journal: Settling In &Beginning Again

Dear Diary,

Lately, has been filled with lots of little reminders.

The kind that give you peace in your heart knowing that life is different now & you can rest.

There’s a quiet kind of courage in beginning again.

The Kind that gives you the inspiration you need, to press forward with a new vision, after a long season of drought.

It feel like fresh rain from heaven, on a dry parched land.

The simplicity that settles in the heart of a woman, longing for a season of change.

In starting fresh. In sweeping the floors of a new home and lighting the first lamp. In kneeling at the edge of the bed and whispering prayers over a place you’ve barely lived in — yet already love.

This week, I’m learning that home doesn’t come all at once. It settles slowly, like flour into dough. Like peace into the corners of a soul.

I've unpacked boxes, filled the cabinets, planted flowers, and aquainted myself with every tree that graces this place. They have a history, and a song, just like this house.

It has sat here faithfully for 105 years. Hearing stories, embracing generations of people's lives. Served many home cooked meals & I'm sure it has been a blessing to the women who graced it's old wooden floors.

I'm thankful to press my bare feet to them now, and call them home.

We’re still finding our rhythm here — learning where the sunlight falls best in the morning, where the mugs belong, when the wind sings through the trees.

But there’s comfort in the slow. There’s holiness in the work of keeping.

Because a home isn’t just built — it’s tended, with quiet hands and grace-full heart.

And in this season, as we settle in… I’m choosing to believe that what’s planted in faith will bloom in time.

One meal at the table. On prayer in the kitchen. One grace-soaked step at a time.

It truly is simple, but it is a Heavenly Refreshing.

— Keri