Friday, November 2, 2012
I love the smells of this season.
I take comfort in the familiar.
Every year the farmers sow their seed and in the Fall we all reap the bounty.
For the farmers, their crop, and for me the sights and smells of the familiar.
The smells of Fall.
Cotton on the stalk. Bales of hay. Freshly dug peanuts.
Then there’s boiled peanuts! Smoke from the grills filling the air at a football stadium. Candy corn. Turkey and dressing. Pecan Pie.
Those are some of the smells of the season here in the South.
Today I’m thankful that God saw fit for me to spend my life here.
I feel so fortunate to have grown up in a place so rich with the beauty of God’s creation. So full of heritage and history. A place central to oceans, rivers, creeks, mountains. I’ve had a taste of it all.
So often people in small towns want to hurry up and get out. I was one of them.
God let me leave this place. He let me see life outside of Small Town, Alabama.
I’ve seen wondrous things and I've seen awful things. All the things I’ve seen have shaped my appreciation for my small town home.
No matter where God has landed you, look around. Take it all in. The sights, the sounds, the smells. There’s something there. Something that will grow your gratitude today.
I will be appreciating my small town today by catching lots of candy at the Homecoming parade!
Small town = knowing almost everyone on the floats = lots of candy for my bag ;)
GO BIG GREEN!
Thursday, November 1, 2012
On this first day of November, I sit quietly on the couch, computer in my lap, sick baby girl at my side, Little Bill on TV. In this morning’s episode, Little Bill is searching for “his thing”.
A year and 100 posts ago, I felt the same as Little Bill. I was looking for “my thing”. Searching for that one thing that I really enjoyed. My creative outlet. My contribution. My gift? My thing.
Today I can tell you that I found it.
I am not widely followed. None of my posts are pinned on Pinterest. My words have not been re-tweeted. I haven‘t written any kind of book. I’ve not had anything go viral.
What I have done….
I’ve written 100 posts.
Out of 365 days, 100 of those were spent writing. Spent praying. Spent doing life. Spent giving encouragement, and being encouraged. Spent doing “my thing”.
God knows the desires of our hearts, even if we don’t.
He knows what will fill us up. What will bring us peace.
For me it was writing.
He gave me “my thing” and is using it to mold me, to heal me, to grow me.
He’s opened my eyes to the mission field that begins at my fingertips.
On this first day of November I start my list of thanks.
1. 100 posts!
2. The readers that God has led to this place.
3. That God saw us through hurricanes here on the Gulf Coast. Because of that, I know first hand the pain felt by those on the East Coast and now know just how to pray for them. Praying God’s provision, peace and protection for you all. You are not alone.
4. The right to vote
Looking forward to counting thanks with you all this month,
Let's do a flashback...
Here's a link to my very first post. :)