Three and a half years since my last blog! That actually made me laugh out loud when I saw this tonight. Three and a half years to start a business and get that tiny little frail sapling to be strong enough to carry our family. Three and a half years of seeing miracles, and being stretched, and questioning and standing, and finally coming to a deep place of knowing our God and His faithfulness in ways we never would have before.
So... three and a half years later, we are still at the helm of our beautiful business, Jones House Creative. Matt and I get to work with the most amazing clients and people. We have beautiful people who work with us and for us. We have so much to be grateful for.
I have wondered many times over the last few years if I should be sharing my journey as I walk through it, but every time I started to, I felt as if I were picking at a wound rather than sharing hope. I felt raw and exposed, and like my faith has been shredded and healed, and then strengthened again.
I'm definitely not writing now to say that we have arrived, but I also think that I finally have some perspective on starting a business that is worth sharing. Perspective that has been hard won, but I never would have gained it without both the pain and joy of the last three years.
So, I've been thinking and praying about how to start... how to share. And I don't think I want to only talk about finance anymore. I'm thinking that I need to be sharing, because my soul needs write, to share, to shine His light in really dark places like finances and debt... but I also want to write about the good and about life.
I think a change might be in order for this new beginning, and the great thing is that I know this great designer. He has very little free time, but he has agreed to design me a pretty new home on the web.... my very own :) Full of smiley faces and flowers. I can't help myself. Maybe He can call it and anniversary present for our 14th anniversary next month. Love you baby! No pressure.
In the meantime, I will be here, starting to unpack my suitcases from the long journey of getting a small business off of the ground. I've found some treasures and some extra baggage we didn't count on finding or on keeping.
It's always good to learn, to grow, to wonder and then finally to return home. I'm so glad to be here on this side of the journey and I'm so glad to feel my story again. It feels like a spark inside of me has flickered to life again. And I guess that what has truly returned my spark is not that I have arrived anywhere at all. I'm not at an end. It's not easy. But it's that God spark to share what I have been given. It's not much, but I have always known that my story is for sharing. I just had to travel a bit to find the words to tell it.