Monday, May 12, 2014

May 12th,2014

I miss home. We all do. 
Our families. Our friends. Our favorite Mexican food restaurant.

When I agreed to move anywhere the job would take my husband I had imagined fun, big, college towns, or at least places with over 20,000 people.  

Instead I live in a quite old train town. Full of people who don't know how to properly say that they would like a Frapp or Frappuccino.  There are no such thing as thin crispy tortilla chips.  I can't call my mom and ask her to come help hold Ella. My father in-law can't pop on with the fish he caught for dinner.

I do have though... A beautiful house and neighbors who think I'm working on projects all the time. An amazing church that grows me every time I step through the doors. One of the nicest parks in the state 3 blocks away.  A comfy couch to sit on and read a good book. And sometimes I even get an Oklahoma rain storm to remind me that home isn't to far away. 

If it is God's will some day we'll end up back in Oklahoma and if not I'll get to keep making lot's of road trips home. 

Today I eased me home sickness with calling and talking to churches back home about Praying Pelican. It might sound silly but I think it helped. They get me when I talk about the smell of the sweet rain in the spring. I can even ask them to meet me for a plate of cheese fries and they know the place. 

I am blessed by God no matter where I am.  
He prepares my path everywhere my feet take me. 
He comforts me when I am overwhelmed. 

I am so thankful to be created by God and to be used to further his kingdom, whether in Moberly,MO or Tulsa,OK, or anywhere he leads me. 


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