So I've been down in Martin County for a few days now. If you've ever been here then you know it does not take long before you have to "look for something to do" and with everyone else at school and work that is exactly what I did this afternoon. I was lead to the blue hat box that sits in the corner of my room, I like to call it my box of life. All the special things people have said to me, made for me or given me reside in this box. As I was looking through the stuff I found numerous letters of appreciation for the love I give, a bunch of birthday wishes, my daddy telling me how no one on this earth compares to me and how I'll always be his little girl :). Everything in this box holds sentimental value, every single item special to me, most of it brought tears and some of it made me laugh.
But, for whatever reason this one simple striped card said something to me that I hold so incredibly dear to my heart. It was written by the one and only Amanda Rich in the time that I was coming back to the Lord, a time when I was so lost but had been found. And, though she said a lot to me in those days and in this particular card it was this one sentence that stood out then and non surprisingly now. " God has blessed you with an awesome family and a true sense of home and self." "Never let anyone or anything question your independence from this world or you dependence on God." So, why is that so special to me simply because having a "sense of home" is defining to me. I have never forgotten where I come from and nor will I, so even if I spend the rest of my days in Wake County or the other side of the ocean, it's my home that will always ground me. It's not so much about the geographically location but rather the loyalty that lays in HOME. There are few few pure places in this world anymore, but HOME is one of those few. I understand what it means to truely appreciate where I came from, the "house" I was brought up in, and the person that both combined have made me. I am from a place where we give business to our friends and our business is our friends business. I am pierced by knowing what it looks like to be poor and happy with what God has given you, I will always have a heart for giving cause where I come from everyone is family and we take care of our family. And, even now that I live in the land of opportunity, I invest in my home. If it means I drive an hour to worship with those I've always loved, or make the drive to cheer on a kid in a softball game, or have my car worked on just because NO ONE but Mr. Arthur fixes my car. It's a type of loyalty and love that most never get to experience and the reminder of it in the midst being here looking out across the open fields just gave me that sense of safety, an assuring hope. When I feel the weight of the world, of the nastiness of it all I tend to head home because like I said home is one of the only PURE places there is anymore. And, the fact that I can count on my home being pure is a blessing with and in itself. When I think about that, I get so anxious and excited about my future home in heaven. It's almost unfathomable to grasp a sense of that home, of a home that is truly "pure". A home that will be even better than the one I so greatly adore right now. Oh wow isn't that something to ponder...
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