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My name is Angie. I am the wife, mother, educator, and friend behind Fresh Wanderings. I love slow, simple days spent at home where I can be found creating, gardening, baking, educating our children, and spending time in God's Word. Welcome to the place where all of these things culminate into one.

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One of my best-loved morning time bundles just got

The rain of the last few days has kept us mostly i

The rain of the last few days has kept us mostly indoors. I’ve been at work picking up the mess that the sleet and rain from last week have made, doing loads of laundry, drawing an elevation of what we hope the exterior of our home will look like…some day, and helping Alissa prepare a salt dough map of an unreached people group. Diverse things, but things that a mother and a wife does nonetheless.

It was a very welcome sight to see the calendar showed today as the day to start our first seeds indoors. Spring is on its way!! I hope it brings some sunshine. ☀️

Today was soap making day. I’ve made this charco

If you’ve seen any of my stories since new year

I spent the entire morning wrapping gifts. Special

I spent the entire morning wrapping gifts. Special consideration was given to the perfect wrapping, the ribbons, the boxes, and what is inside of them. As much as I love wrapping gifts and making them feel special it all feels a bit trivial as I’ve already received the most special gift I will receive this year and ironically it came in the form of a text message.

As most of you know my dad was diagnosed with ALS this summer. Among all of the other losses that ALS brings, it can also bring the loss of the ability to speak. Currently my dad can still speak, but it is getting harder and harder as he loses strength in his diaphragm. For Christmas he recorded himself reading advent lessons from a book my sister had purchased earlier this year. This gift truly was a labor of love and is one I will treasure always. Now we have the gift of my fathers voice reading God’s word to us each Christmas.

This journey truly is full of bittersweet moments. In some ways it makes typical things like wrappings presents feel silly and in other ways the traditions bring a sense comfort and calm in a really hard season.

We rejoice that Christ came to earth and is familiar with our sufferings. He alone is the reason we have HOPE this Christmas.

🎄🎄🎄

A little child, a shining star, a stable rude, the door ajar. Yet in that place, so crude, forlorn, the Hope of all the world was born." - Anonymous

Spending some time today just basking in the warmt

Spending some time today just basking in the warmth and comfort of home. While waiting for muffins to come out of the oven I decided to spend a few minutes reading from a book I have full of Christmas poetry.

If you would like a new poem to commit to memory. I thought this one was beautiful and worthy of memorizing.

My counterpane is soft as silk,
My blankets white as creamy milk.
The hay was soft to Him, I know,
Our little Lord of long ago.
Above the roofs the pigeons fly
In silver wheels across the sky.
The stable-doves they cooed to them,
Mary and Christ in Bethlehem.
Bright shines the sun across the drifts,
And bright upon my Christmas gifts.
They brought Him incense, myrrh, and gold,
Our little Lord who lived of old.
Oh, soft and clear our mother sings
Of Christmas joys and Christmas things.
God’s holy angels sang to them,
Mary and Christ in Bethlehem.
Our hearts they hold all Christmas dear,
And earth seems sweet and heaven seems near,
Oh, heaven was in His sight, I know,
That little Child of long ago.

- A Childs Song of Christmas by Marjorie Pockthall

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One of my best-loved morning time bundles just got

The rain of the last few days has kept us mostly i

The rain of the last few days has kept us mostly indoors. I’ve been at work picking up the mess that the sleet and rain from last week have made, doing loads of laundry, drawing an elevation of what we hope the exterior of our home will look like…some day, and helping Alissa prepare a salt dough map of an unreached people group. Diverse things, but things that a mother and a wife does nonetheless.

It was a very welcome sight to see the calendar showed today as the day to start our first seeds indoors. Spring is on its way!! I hope it brings some sunshine. ☀️

Today was soap making day. I’ve made this charco

If you’ve seen any of my stories since new year

I spent the entire morning wrapping gifts. Special

I spent the entire morning wrapping gifts. Special consideration was given to the perfect wrapping, the ribbons, the boxes, and what is inside of them. As much as I love wrapping gifts and making them feel special it all feels a bit trivial as I’ve already received the most special gift I will receive this year and ironically it came in the form of a text message.

As most of you know my dad was diagnosed with ALS this summer. Among all of the other losses that ALS brings, it can also bring the loss of the ability to speak. Currently my dad can still speak, but it is getting harder and harder as he loses strength in his diaphragm. For Christmas he recorded himself reading advent lessons from a book my sister had purchased earlier this year. This gift truly was a labor of love and is one I will treasure always. Now we have the gift of my fathers voice reading God’s word to us each Christmas.

This journey truly is full of bittersweet moments. In some ways it makes typical things like wrappings presents feel silly and in other ways the traditions bring a sense comfort and calm in a really hard season.

We rejoice that Christ came to earth and is familiar with our sufferings. He alone is the reason we have HOPE this Christmas.

🎄🎄🎄

A little child, a shining star, a stable rude, the door ajar. Yet in that place, so crude, forlorn, the Hope of all the world was born." - Anonymous

Spending some time today just basking in the warmt

Spending some time today just basking in the warmth and comfort of home. While waiting for muffins to come out of the oven I decided to spend a few minutes reading from a book I have full of Christmas poetry.

If you would like a new poem to commit to memory. I thought this one was beautiful and worthy of memorizing.

My counterpane is soft as silk,
My blankets white as creamy milk.
The hay was soft to Him, I know,
Our little Lord of long ago.
Above the roofs the pigeons fly
In silver wheels across the sky.
The stable-doves they cooed to them,
Mary and Christ in Bethlehem.
Bright shines the sun across the drifts,
And bright upon my Christmas gifts.
They brought Him incense, myrrh, and gold,
Our little Lord who lived of old.
Oh, soft and clear our mother sings
Of Christmas joys and Christmas things.
God’s holy angels sang to them,
Mary and Christ in Bethlehem.
Our hearts they hold all Christmas dear,
And earth seems sweet and heaven seems near,
Oh, heaven was in His sight, I know,
That little Child of long ago.

- A Childs Song of Christmas by Marjorie Pockthall

Some of my favorite corners and holiday things. Th

Some of my favorite corners and holiday things. This time of year our house feels especially cozy, like it’s giving us a warm hug.

Home truly is one of the nicest words there is - especially at Christmas.

I dusted off my neglected blog this morning to sha

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