I arrived here last night to the island safe and sound. Like I told my aunt, the drive was smooth and uneventful, just the way I like it. It was even still light out when I got here. I got to do a lot of thinking along the way about the season of my life and what I want to accomplish within it. And yes, that includes the next poetry book.
Looking out over the water, this is probably the prettiest place I've ever written my blog from. For those of you who found it odd I have to have my toenails painted when I come up here, my aunt thought I hadn't but I assured her, it was just a light pink. :) This morning we're going over to Grampa and Grama's house. As the song says, it is over the bridge and we have to go through the woods... two bridges in fact. One of them I can see from here. When they were building the second span, the bridge looked like a diamond necklace in the dark. I got a beautiful picture of it which I would post but it's at home and I am on my cousin's computer here.
The other day I was listening to a song on my ipod by FFH that said Jesus did not go around telling people who they weren't, he told them who they were. He didn't say what a sinner they were, or how deprived, or how far away they were, (there are probably exceptions like the pharisees for whom he never minced words), but instead he said you are my daughter, my brother, my friend, my beloved. He told them what they meant to him first. Wouldn't it be amazing if we told people first how much they mean to God? Would we even need to say the second. I don't think so either.
365-09 #168Labels: 365-09 Challenge, Family, God