Confessions of a material girl

Okay, I can admit it.  I am quite an accomplished retail shopper.  I learned young.  Sales were just an excuse to go out for a good dose of retail therapy.  The hunt, the thrill of purchase and, of course, the prideful preening of possession.  Oh, happiness in a new pair of shoes!  Or just the right bag.  Or the perfect new lamp for the living room.  Or just that right shade of toe nail polish, never mind the 40 bottles at home under the sink.  You get the idea.

God, in His ultimate wisdom, paired me with a frugal man.  A loving, responsible, level-heading man.  I am forever thankful for Dave.  He leads our family in the right direction.  Always putting my material urges into perspective for me.  When I started thinking how much I would love a new diamond ring for our anniversary, he gently asked me if I would like a ring or to pay for college for one of the kids.  He is wise and I love him so.

But alas, even my Dave couldn't have prepared for the financial uproar in which we now find ourselves.  Partly circumstance beyond our control and partly poor decisions on our part, but whatever, can't change any of that now.  The point is, now is the time for me to grow into the good steward I know I can be.  Who needs retail?  I've got a whole new world of second-hand, pre-loved items just waiting to bless our family and provide us with a way to bless others, can't beat that with a stick!     

So join me on my journey.  Your comments, questions and encouragements are welcome and appreciated.  Let's go!