Urban Homsteading

I have been practicing something that I only thought of as doing what I could, what I had to. It had no name in my head. I thought of the things that I was doing as stewardship, as lowering my own bills, and of trying to get back to my own roots. I have struggled with the thought that I cannot move out of the city, I cannot move and live where I would like.
I have found a name for what I have tryed to practice. It's called Urbam Homesteading. Most people have some land, I do not. Yet I have been able to clain a small amount of footage for a victory garden. I have strung up a clothes line on my balcony, allowing me, if I am careful, to hang more than two loads. I wash my clothes in my bathtub. I save electricity this way, and use my own muscle to clean my families clothing. My husband and I bike everywhere. It saves money. No car payments, no insureance payments, no gas. It lowers pollution and allows our world to remain that much healthier.

I would like to raise rabbits for food and fertilization for my garden. I would like to have some chickens, for eggs, and the occasoinal dinner hen. I would like to have goats for milk, and weed control on the land I would like to have. I'd like a donkey. I can't do any of this. I don't have thhe money to get my own home, and my husband recently lost his job. I don't have anything I would need in order to fufil any of these things. However, I DO have my brain, and my body. I have the internet and I can think that I can do my best. I like to think that we can still call back our original calling, that is, mto be stewards of the earth. People in the city have the same God given responsibility as anyone in the country, that is, to take care of and love the earth as God's own creation.


2 Corinthians 4:8-10

"We are hard pressed on every side, yet not crushed; we are perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed"