Satellite Homesteaders

Satellite Homesteaders

I sat down for my quiet time and, before I could even open my Bible, it hit me, 

“…for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances.  I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want.” (phil 4:11-12)

I felt so vulnerable and deeply convicted before I even had a chance to sip my coffee. This was going to be a long day. 


You see, we’re kind of in the middle of a thing. We found a house to live in and are in the middle of the move. We are moving to my family’s lake house for two weeks and then moving into our house in June. Nothing makes me feel safe and secure like moving and then moving again. It is not our farm house. It is not “the dream”, but it is an answer to prayer to have a house with a huge fenced in back yard and friendly neighbors. 

Meanwhile, I found myself doing that thing that I can fall into doing. The “it’s going to be so awesome when…” thing. So, first thing in the morning, I was faced with my call to contentment. My Dad tells a story about his friend Mike Singletary in times like this. My Dad was in a tough spot in his life. Stress and stress and doubt and more stress. He was venting about it and Mike said, “I like where you’re at.” See, these are the days. As I look back in my life, any time I’ve grown, or achieved something great, it has followed a time of struggle. So, this is the ripening and readying stage of life. It’s not meant to be hurried through or, worse, missed altogether in hopes of just skipping to the end of the story. I know the heart God has in me. I know He will never forsake me. 

And so, I’m celebrating the in-betweens. Savoring the journey, at least rolling with the punches and laughing along the way. Are we farmers right now? Not technically. I’d say we’re farmers in training. Satellite Homesteaders. We live in a lovely neighborhood walking distance from beautiful Downtown Lake Geneva, but we have a secret farmer life. 

When we moved out originally, we moved our chicken coop to Jordan’s parents’ house. Lisa already had chickens that she spoils rotten, so we’re lucky that she took ours under her wing. We see the chickens when we’re there and even get to enjoy some eggs on occasion. It’s holding my chicken envy at bay, for now. 



We’ve had a garden at the Lake House for a few years now, and my parents let us keep the garden there even though we’re gone. We kept a greenhouse at our apartment until the seedings were ready to go into the ground. 



Jordan is my green thumb. He just understands plants and knows how to grow them. I understand how to make them delicious. We’re a team like that. In the summers, we get just about all of our produce from our garden, Lisa and Dale’s garden, or our local farmer’s market. 


Our garden is our only thing that feels like ours. I mean, we bought the dirt so technically, we own land. It feels sacred in there. Like we’ve entered a special place when we open the gate. We have. It’s where Jordan and I can work, side by side, cultivating something pure and beautiful. I love it. Having the kids share in that love? Priceless. 


Next thing you know, my Cousin Angela mentions partnering up and keeping a couple hives of bees together. We gorged ourselves on Bee books and documentaries. We were in. We could feel the obsession growing.  Then, my Dad and Dale and Lisa caught the bug and bought some hives for us to care for too. 

And just like that, we’re beekeepers. 


I can’t describe my love for these little bees already. Miraculous creatures….I’ll get into it later. 



“We are farmers (kinda) bum ba dum ba dum bum bum”

Do I still catch myself dreaming of a 50 acre farm with an orchard, apiary and dairy cow named Josephine? Yes, who wouldn’t? But I won’t be consumed with it. My life today is sweeter than honey and I like where I’m at. Just because we aren’t at the dream farm, doesn’t mean we have to ignore that part of our hearts. We can make the most of the truly rich life we’re living now. 

Thanks for hanging in there with me as we get ourselves figured out and situated. Thank you for all of the prayers and well wishes. Your support, even from far away, is felt and appreciated. 

Love your today as best as you can, friends. It’s the secret to happiness. 



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