There’s truly no place like home. The feeling I get when I take that exit, see the murals throughout town, and pass the iconic greeter outside the police station is a feeling of safety and warmth. I have to remind myself to slow down once I get within this city’s limits, and I always remember to take a deep breath so I can savor all that is to come.
Getting here was an adventure this time. Three or four states, a holiday, and five airports later, I’m at home lounging in one of my mother’s colorful housecoats, wearing my blue fuzzy slippers, and sitting in my favorite recliner. The aroma of leftover gumbo wafts through the air as I sit and listen to the cars pass on I-10 in the distance. Southern and Grambling have battled on the gridiron in the annual Bayou Classic, my store bought sweet potato pie was a hit, and for a little while, all is well in the world.
It’s quiet now just before sunrise. It feels as if I’m the only one awake in town. It’s also a little chilly for these parts — 42 degrees to be exact. I imagine folks will don their coats this morning en route to church. I won’t go that far, but I’ll grab a light jacket and attempt to blend in. A morning of fellowshipping, a midday meal, an early afternoon massage, and an evening of visiting is just what I need to restore the balance. I’m a Libra, you know. I’m always seeking to achieve balance.
The Spirit of the Lord God is upon me; because the Lord hath anointed me to preach good tidings unto the meek…to appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness. ~Isaiah 61:1-3 (KJV)
As this blog post and this year draw to an end, I realize how blessed I am. The year has been filled with unexpected opportunities to grow, and I seized them all. It has also been filled with unprocessed grief from the year before, but the presence of the Lord allows me to also feel joy. I see beauty coming from those ashes. Thank goodness this year has also been filled with milestones and stepping stones; I’m just waiting for God to provide the sling so that I may slay a few giants.
May blessings abound! ❤