
Living in a glass house means that you believe in complete transparency. Bill and I have always said that we have no secrets. We put everything out there with hope that someone might be helped by our mistakes or beliefs. I say this because I am about to give you more honesty than I ever have.
This month, God is pruning me. While I do not believe I got prideful at being able to live on less, I know that I got lazy. Everything happened about the time my morning sickness hit. I let my garden die because I could not stand to even look at anything green. What a waste. But more painful than that… I let my stockpile dwindle. Now, God is challenging me to practice what I teach more than ever.
On just $50 a week, I have to buy for our needs and rebuild my stockpile. Yeah, I have cried a lot about how unfair life is… but I did this to myself and God is grabbing me by my lazy arm and snipping away at the pieces.
To maintain a stockpile, you have to be consistent. Add something to your stockpile every week. Keep your stockpile money sacred… use it only for your stockpile and not for going out to eat or anything else. (Preaching to myself there.)
If you don’t, you will find yourself staring at empty shelves sooner than you think. Believe me… I ache every time I open my stockpile cabinet. My voice echoes inside my deep freezer. And money refuses to let me splurge to stock everything back up quickly. There is no consolation for me in the fact that I only spent $150 on groceries and such last month. I wasted money and my stockpile shows it.
So, this will be a painful learning process but I am excited (a tiny bit) that I get to learn everything again. As God sharpens his shears, I will be counting my nickles and stretching my dimes.

















