Coming home has always been a feeling I am well acquainted with. I love traveling, I love it soooo much, even though I always get motion sickness a million different ways yet I still get on planes, trains, and automobiles with no hesitation because I love to go and to see this world. I have an explorer's nature, but a hometown girl's heart. I always love coming home. We got home yesterday from a trip to Northern California. When we walked out of the airport in Houston, I could just feel the sense of 'coming home'. Texas is like no other place in the world, and it is my home. It truly is a beautiful and unique place, and coming from here has a different flavor it adds to the soul that no other place has.
Today, I stayed in the house until about 4pm recouperating, and then went to Walmart because we have no food in the house. This was a mistake. I love my hometown, and I like living in a small town, but my town is full of HORRIBLE drivers, and... well, let's just say, they've drank the kool-aid, a lot. And...it's hot in Texas, hot and humid. At least in my neck of the woods. But, it's still home. I love home.
Speaking of home, I have decided that this is home. The current plan is to stay in Lufkin for a minimum of five years, and then go off to grad school in Maryland. By then, I should be able to get my loans paid off, and grow a good bit. This is the plan, but the plan can change at any moment. Preferably, by marriage - just throwing that in there. :)
"Many are the plans in the mind of man, but it is the purpose of the Lord that will stand." - Pv 19:21
It's as if I can just dispel the world for a while, and take in... creation. It's as if I can suddenly really understand what beauty is, what majesty is, what wonder is. It's where you just savor being a soul, and rejoice in the gift of life and the world around you. It's when I am not bogged down by the falleness of the world, and can see, for a second, that it was always meant to be more. And it tastes like another world, another time, another... dimension. It's there... right at the end of your senses, this ... other. It's beautiful. It's indescribable. And it just is wonder to the soul. It's God whispering, "I'm here; see me." And then reality snaps back, and I'm in the world again.
And now I have one week left until I start working for a new school year, and I'm really excited to start my first real year of teaching. I mean really excited. Don't know how long that will last, but I'm excited, and I have lots of stuff just ready to get organized in my classroom. All this activity and walking around in California has me energized and ready to get started next week. So, back to normal, with the resolution to enjoy the normal just as much as I enjoy the extraordinary.
"God is most glorified in us when we are most satisfied in Him." - John Piper