Familiarty

Home. A good place to be.

A couple of weeks ago, Daniel and I battled the rain/ice storm and drove to Ruston. The purpose for our trip was to see a friend of mine from LA TECH who was having an engagement announcement party. I hadn't seen Lauren since well before I went to Egypt, so it had been at least 3 years. We went back and forth, deciding whether or not it was wise to travel in the bad weather, but I think the what kept pushing me to want to go was just a longing to be "home".

I guess when I lived in Egypt, I knew that going "home" meant an expensive plane ticket for a relatively short visit. However, now that I'm in Fort Worth, going home just means a couple of tanks of gas and a 4 hour drive. I hadn't been home since Christmas, and I was just really feeling a longing to see my parents and be in our house and see the rest of my family.

So, home we went. And it was so nice. Short, but really good to see my granny, mamaw, papaw, Seth, Vanna, and my parents. We enjoyed mamaw's mmm... mmm... good cookin' Saturday at lunch. You're mouth will water just hearing what we ate: roast beef, deer sausage (links and patties), cornbread, black-eyed peas, and mashed potatoes. OH SO GOOD!!

There's just something about familiarity. In my world that seems to be so rapidly changing - from being KIM, the free, independent spirit to becoming KIM, the partner in ministry and in life, my heart was longing for a taste of what I've always known.

Life is definitely in a mode of change for me. Some days I welcome it with open arms. Other days, I'm just a bit scared. But God revealed something to me this past week. He has been keeping me in a state of change, year by year, since I graduate from college. From Ruston to Cairo. Cairo to Lebanon. Lebanon back to Cairo, then to Morroco. And one more time back to Cairo before landing back in America. But the change didn't stop there. Ruston for 4 months, then Fort Worth. I've been here a little over a year now. It's time for another change.

God revealed to me a scripture that has been familiar to me in years past. Yet, somehow, last Friday morning when I read the passage about worry in Luke 12, it was like I had never read it before. Oh, how the Lord LOVES His creation! He said that Solomon in all of his glory didn't compare to the BEAUTY of the lillies of the field. In his gold and ornately woven robes, etc., that beauty didn't compare to God's handiwork in the fields. God loves me. He cares for me. When everything around me seems to be changing, He is not. He is consistant, constant God and Father. I am HIS creation and He is taking care of me. He is what is familiar to me. Hm...what a BEAUTIFUL GOD!