Honor, Respect and Reverance for all Things

Growing up the last of Eight children to a single Mom. We were the working poor. White kids in the ghetto's of Tacoma WA. Well Gumbo Lilly made me think.
It just makes good sense!

I live with the principle in mind and it is my life style choice. It is a place of intentional humility.

I don't like to waste water or destroy things. Taking care of what we have is an important part of having belongings.
I know when I have to many things for I am not able to care for them.
They then begin to own me.
We do need a good through clearing out of the former things around here. It is at times hard to get rid of the things that are surplus. I often have a concern that we have few earning years left.
That is seldom considered in ones youth , but as you enter into the late 40's you too will begin to think of all that you have wasted and all the things once thought to be so important.
In our first 15 years of marriage we had never used a credit card, it was only when we took a cross country tip we obtained one. It also came in very handy when we went to Russia a couple of years later.
We have with gratitude enjoyed pre- owned clothing for our children, it is an honor to keep the flow going and mothers who know the kindness of such a flow will indeed pass things along. It is in the last few years that I have a bit of a bottle neck around here.
I was always the lady with the trunk full of the things I had no use of any longer. I would delight that further joy could be gained by another.

We are rich through what we receive.
We are poor only through what we refuse.

Honor
Respect
Reverence for all things.