It’s been a minute since I’ve been here, so I thought I’d take the time to write up the year. We won’t forget our 2024 for a number of reasons.
KITCHEN
Cooking in an updated kitchen – what a great way to pass The Long Winter. Luke moved the fridge, tore down part of a wall, and it presented an unbroken counter space (pictures at the end). Sourdough pizza, three-story sf cake, and Indian dahl (lentils) all emerged from it. We loved feeding people on our patio, especially our international friends from the local college.
CHURCH
Soon after Resurrection Sunday, our church merged with another. Luke jumped into a new-to-us ministry as an associate pastor, and we’ve loved the gift of many new sweet relationships. As I read through my prayer journal from a year ago, I’m so grateful for God’s clear faithfulness and leading. The church, in its brokenness, was HIS beautiful idea, and so it is with full confidence we can worship the Chief Cornerstone together, and take courage that He promised to build His church. Among the blessings is our life group who has been so lifegiving to us!
HOME
In April, Luke asked me to pray about finding a house closer to our church (in the bordering town). I wrote “new house?” on my prayer list and prayed a little dubiously, maybe a handful of times. But we viewed a couple properties, and then with much discussion and more prayer, we decided to attempt an offer on a 1925 house in need of sweat equity and optimism. Thankfully, Luke had sweat equity, and I had plenty of optimism.
With the strategic help of our realtors, we made a big decision while on a road trip. In a gas station parking lot. In a tiny mountain town. With no wifi, data, battery life, or working car chargers. We eked out our signatures on a contract via our best-working phone, grasping at signal and mustard-seed faith. Meanwhile, we couldn’t help laughing like little kids at the landscape of such a serious moment.
Oh, how I clung to our original vision, as we walked the property for the third time in July, this time with keys in hand. Could this scrappy little place–with its oddities and closet for a kitchen and no AC–truly be the best place for our family and ministry? I wish I could tell you all the ways God creatively provided through this process.
Everything begged for attention, but Luke rolled up his sleeves to redeem the hardwood floors lambasted with thick white paint. No small task.
In between houses, we spent the triple-digit summer at my parents’ delightful home across town. My 3-year-old and I swam, enjoyed the piano, went to baby appointments, read books, and thrifted treasures for our new home. Meanwhile, Luke spent many afternoons and evenings working to transform the place, with new and old friends pitching in to help (we have the kindest friends!).
I picked bouquets from a garden I didn’t plant and agonized over paint colors and stain shades, but it was my dear friends and family who helped Luke put up gallons of it both inside and out.
The roof went from a shabby grey to fresh brown, and the little house turned weathered white to a stormy blue with crisp trim. You all helped us install windows, find furniture, clean, as I said, paint, sort baby clothes, shingle and side, clean our car, pack and unpack, and move all of our things (TWICE!), cook us meals — all before home reno loan deadlines, winter, and a baby due date.
Ironically, in addition to our big change, three of my sisters moved this year as well, so there were plenty of cleaning parties and cardboard boxes to go around.
TRAVEL
We began by taking a trip to Kansas in windy March, stranded in Utah for a couple days, due to a blizzard in Wyoming. Finally in Kansas, we spent a refreshing week at the farm with Luke’s parents.
At the end of May, we enjoyed my grandparents’ gorgeous cabin with my family. We loved the privilege of attending and officiating our good friends’ wedding in Gig Harbor, Washington. This was a quick, memorable getaway for just Luke and I, and we enjoyed staying right by the ocean in a cozy boathouse; we considered it an early five-year anniversary trip.
In June, we journeyed to a Colorado camp for a large family reunion to see grandparents and a plethora of dear cousins. We drove on to Kansas from there to see all of Luke’s family. We took country road walks, made ice cream runs, ate pancakes for breakfast, played games and talked and laughed into the late evening. We ventured to church camp, but after that we stayed home to await Rosie’s arrival.
FAMILY
We are immensely thankful to be a family of four in ’24. Baby Girl was seven days late but came at the perfect time, giving us a couple weeks to settle into our new home (special thanks to my sisters and dear mother who helped me nest above and beyond).
The first official contraction happened during the Vice President debate (a nod to the interesting political time in history she entered), and she joined us before dawn the following morning. She endeared us all with her delicate, feminine features and love for socializing. It’s a treasure to see our children already bonding, knowing they will, Lord willing, grow old together. We have nothing but gratitude for our family’s growth this year.
Both being part of large families, there’s always a flurry of change, earnest prayers, comings and goings, goodbyes and joyous reunions, laughter, stimulating conversation. Not to mention buzzing chat groups, delicious food, cutthroat Scattergory matches, Marco Polo monologues, spontaneous thrifting, lingering over coffee, and comparing notes on a variety of topics. The little cousins are already building a giant warehouse of special memories together.
ONWARD
We’re approaching 2025! There’s much to be about, pray about, and praise God about. I’m excited to continue being a homemaker, take a few family trips and watch an even bigger kitchen transformation happen among other home projects.
We truly wish you each a VERY MERRY Christmas! It may start to sound cliche this time of year, but we can’t stop enough and marvel that God became flesh, walked among us, and shined light in our darkness. The best is yet to come for all who believe in Him. No matter what the year holds, we know and trust God is good, He is sovereign and powerful, and He loves us more than we can comprehend.


1) Our former kitchen before the remodel 2) Improved kitchen. Fridge and washer/dryer are hiding behind the wall.





1) Our new living room BEFORE Luke’s work in sanding and staining the floors. 2) And NOW — a room full of Christmas and the warmth of fellowship of our young adult group watching a Christmas movie together. GOD IS GOOD.

















