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Home-Based Business? Me?

Okay, amidst the craziness that is my life, I am getting a recurring message. If you are anything like me, God knocks on your heart a few times in quick succession to be sure you are paying attention, then begins to prepare you for His will. Lately, that message is "working from home."

I have been feeling called to find my specialized talent or gift - whatever that is! - that God would enable me to use to earn some supplemental income for our family - which I wouldn't turn down! - and I admit that I am seriously digging in my heels! A home-based business? Me?!?! NOW?! Are You kidding me?!?!

And yet....

In the midst of my personal study of the Proverbs 31 Woman, I have also read an e-book from The Old Schoolhouse Magazine (www.TheHomeschoolMagazine.com) entitled HomeWork and I must say, it does inspire me to dream! There are many different families discussed in this book, and each has found its own niche - with the help of the Lord - and each is thriving under God's plan for their lives. The families are diverse, the homeschooling methods varied, and the home-based businesses as unique as each family - and yet, with the proper dedication, prayer, effort, and commitment, each family has a success story.

This e-book also gives advice, helpful hints, tricks of the trade, questions you should ask yourself before beginning, and encouragement and support. If God is calling you to begin such an endeavor, you MUST read HomeWork by The Old Schoolhouse Magazine first. It is unsurpassed in value, both monetary and financial.

I have begun the process of seeking God's will in this area to which I am feeling compelled. I only hope that God is planning to infuse my spirit with joy, my mind with peace, and my body with energy as He guides me along this path to... wherever/whatever.

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