A lot of people have asked us, "Why would you want to move to Centerville, TN?" No, it's not because of its prime location - only a stone's-throw southwest of Buzzard Roost and a scoach southeast of Bucksnort. And it's not because it's the birthplace of Minnie Pearl, though that is a perty big howdee-do. You see, it has to do with helping plant a church that is a covenant community and taking dominion over the land, all to further Christ's Kingdom. In our post-modern American culture, if you're moving for a job promotion, well that's certainly understandable. But if your moving for church community...well... that sounds a little, shall we say...strange? Let us see if we can explain. No, better yet, let us point you to this link. Pastor Schlissel explains our thoughts so much more eloquently than we ever could. We hope you'll take a moment to read what he has to say.
We had a nice Christmas this year. On Christmas Eve, we went to Granddaddy and Grammie's house, where we had our traditional dinner of Sinclair Duck (standing rib roast, for those of you who don't remember my post from last Christmas), shrimp, rolls, coleslaw, asparagus, macaroni & cheese, and lots of dessert.
On Christmas morning, we packed moving boxes (something we'd never done on Christmas Day before). That afternoon, we went over to Pop pop and Maw maw's house. They fixed a delicious supper of ham, potato salad, sweet potatoes, green bean casserole, rolls, etc. We spent the night with them, and the next day my uncle and aunt came over. We visited for awhile before we opened presents. We ate a nice lunch at P.F. Chang's.
Anyway, here are some pictures. Enjoy!
Chocolate-covered fruit for our fruit-wreath dessert...Mmmm!
Gimli wants to come outside.
Getting ready for the crowd
Granddaddy teaching Jacob the art of "burning" the Sinclair Duck
I just realized with sudden panic that I forgot the camera cord...so I don't have any pictures to blog.
We have been non-stop going. Going, going, going. There is only one word to describe it: "going". After much effort of all involved, our pastor's Hardy Plank siding and laminate flooring is completed! We made a flash trip back to Georgia on Sunday night/Monday. After a routine house check, repacking, a wonderful lunch with our grandparents, and an orthodonist appointment, we scurried back up to Cow Holler. We made a stop in Chattanooga for soap-making supplies and met the representatives of another agrarian, homeschooling family.
Today, my comrades and I set up a buddy stand, and with little difficulty, *cough*, and lots of fun we successfully completed the task. I saw 12 deer the other morning, yet didn't get a shot at any of them. I was hoping to get at least 1 deer this year, but the prospects of doing so are now looking a wee bit slim.
Our search for property continues. We look forward to seeing how God is going to provide for our housing needs and we praise Him for his provision thus so far. Farm names are being feverishly deliberated. Stirling Bridge Farm seems to be the general consensus so far.
The Battle of Stirling Bridge was a tremendous blow to the English. It proved that infantry could be superior to cavalry. The bridge at Stirling was only broad enough to allow two horsemen to cross abreast. The Scots were able to hold Stirling Bridge against overwhelming odds because of their resolve and tact.
Well, we finally arrived back home around midnight last night. We stayed in our pastor's parents' house in downtown Centerville. They bought a beautifully restored old house with a large, columned front porch, large rooms, high ceilings, two lovely fireplaces and wood floors. It was so nice of them to allow us to use it as our home base as we looked at property.
We made an offer on a 67 acre farm, but the owner opted to accept an offer from another buyer. So we're back to square one on our property search which is a bit disappointing. But, we're resting in God's sovereignty and continuing to pray for His grace and wisdom.