When I think of home, it is the farm and church in Buchanan, Michigan. Sure, I was in the trailer park until I was 9, but we were at the farm a lot and I always felt the most normal and relaxed there. I hung out with the black lab Sheba. We ran through the fields. I climbed on the farm equipment and sat in the tires about 3-4 times my size. The smell of dirt calms my soul to this day. A hard days work makes dinner taste so much better, and we had great cooks in our family. Bad cooks and non-singers need not apply in our family. And if we weren’t at the farm or suffering through school (just because I aced everything never meant I liked it, I was just ambitious), we were at church. Yes, I spent a lot of time with Shawny and Jody (before we lost her), my best friends, and riding on bikes. But we were at church every Sunday morning and evening and Wednesday night and for every single event they had otherwise. Best people in the world!
My heart is still there and I am itching to get back there something fierce- to visit or live, makes no difference to me at this point. But if God pulls us out of here before that can happen, that is even better because I know my forever home is always with Jesus and it could not.be better to be where He is physically and not just spiritually. 😄❤
I have always been a traveller. I have always felt like a foreigner. I have always been weird, out of the loop, never popular and never wanting to be, always well known and a leader naturally but never feeling like I really belong or am accepted as I am fully- except with God, with my best friend, with my Daddy, with my Aunt Rosie and my Grandmas. I guess that is more than most but the only living ones left are God, of course, Aunt Rosie and Shawny and God is the only one less than a day’s drive away. So I would be terribly lonely without the Lord. Yes, I teach and kids, old people and animals love me, but that is it. I am.not sure most of the time my husband likes me. I am just a weird cut. Don’t get me wrong, I am ok with that most of the time. But right now, I am lonely.
So, when lonely and homesick for my hometown and family, I pray and God, who has always been there loving me, comforts me. To Him I go and love Him so much! And He brings me joy and peace and love. And someday soon I will be caught up and delivered to Heaven. And that I am looking forward to and can call home. It will be good to finally be home.😄❤
On the topic of “giving up”,
Don’t do it. Ever. Never give up.
On why not to give up,…
Because you are loved by God and never out of His reach. You are held tight as soon as you choose to be.
You are loved. Always. Forever.
So, to recap,…
Never give up. You are loved dearly by God. Reach to Him. Always. Forever.❤
Today I got bit by the cleaning bug. I swept and mopped, vacuumed, neatened, cleaned bathrooms, and even found time to grocery shop and watch a movie with my daughter. It is amazing how much I get accomplished when it is just my daughter and I. And I am thankful. Love a clean house but it is hard to keep it so on such a busy schedule. It will be better come May but I am very grateful for this catch up day. Thank you, Lord!!😄❤