That's my life.  I'm a beekeeper.  I didn't choose a life of raising those honey producing insects, but I have found that my life closely resembles it.    I'd better be studying and learning all the time so that I can keep on top of this job.  What job is that you may wonder??  What life is like beekeeping? 

It's parenting four busy boys in a small house.  Many have done it before me.  Many are doing it now.  But I've never been here until now.  So I'm figuring out my role.  Finding out the sweet rewards and the bitter stings associated with this job. 

These buzzing boys can emit all the noise of  a hundred beehives in one brief blast.  They have all the drive and energy of every worker bee.  "Keeping" them makes the sweet honey in my life.  And as any other mother might know there are those instances where (after only two hours of sleep) the stings of "beekeeping " are sorely felt. 

So I begin my blog.  It is a look at  how my eyes see life and learning and how I am building my beehives.  The nectars of life that my family has been supping upon.  And the insights from God that are shown to this small beekeeper. 

Please come and visit me often. I promise I'll tell you new things always.