The Winding Road Home

Have you ever felt like you'd never FIND home much less GET home?? I've a couple friends who along with myself have felt this way before. I am proud to have been born in Richmond, Virginia. I grew up in Prince William County in Northern Virginia and have lived in Chicago, IL and Yuma, AZ as an adult. All three of these places hold a special place in my heart for different reasons but it wasn't until I moved to southwestern Virginia and particularly Franklin County, home of Ferrum College and touted as the Moonshine Capital of the world, that I finally understood the concept of home. Rocky Mount is the county seat and has quickly become home.

One of the wonderful things about returning to this area is that I had friends here already. The first were a dear couple that I knew from Riverview Baptist Church were the girls and I attended for years in Woodbrige. The second - who were a total suprise and have been a huge blessing - are Shari & Brent Good. Thank you Facebook!!

Another grand thing about coming back here was the sense of security that the mountians provide. I was in need of a haven, a safe place, protection and comfort. Driving into Rocky Mount from Roanoke feels like you are crossing over into a special place - a spot set round about with mountians and filled with the love and protection of the Lord. It is an incredible feeling of security and welcome.

This week I get the blessing of welcoming another friend whom I have known for almost ever to my haven. It is my prayer that she too will find "home" here and that her family will feel the same comfort and security. Life is pretty good... not that its perfect but being home - that sense of walking in the door and taking a big breath that instantly relaxes you - makes the rough spots easier to deal with doesn't it? Home is such a blessing from God and I am so thankful to Him for leading me down that long twisting road that brought me here.

sweet dreams y'all!