Sometimes when looking through emotional fog we fail to see
the beauty God has tucked away in the most inconspicuous places—or maybe not so
inconspicuous. Even if we know what we have we don’t really see it until
someone else sees it.
After a very long trip across three states in a downpour of
liquid crystals pelleting the windshield and one lane traffic in one state,
our convoy of three cars totally ten family members arrived in Detroit to
settle for the night at the Marriott Courtyard Hotel. Of the five rooms we were
assigned on each side of the building my view was of the courtyard (which I didn't notice until it was pointed out to me). My prayer
is to always be surrounded by the beauty of God’s nature—He never fails. Though
I feel my journey didn’t start as I envisioned God is still in the mix, giving
me even the smallest desires of my heart (even when I don’t ask). I open the
curtains in my hotel room and see Him in the beauty of His nature.
The service for my cousin brought forth more beauty in the
spirit of words and songs. Her favorite color purple embraced the peaceful beauty
of her smile as her spirit soared upward toward her heavenly home. May we feel
the peace on earth she is now experiencing.
I have sojourned here in Tuscaloosa for almost three weeks
enjoying the company of my family here. I thank and praise God for their
beautiful hospitality and the love I have felt. I will leave this week or early
next week for Memphis, or back to Georgia to regroup as I continue to listen
for that small still voice that leads me on the path I should follow and direct
my time in each place. I covet the prayers of those following me that I may be
attentive to His directions.
God’s peace and blessings to all reading this post. Grace in
the journey…
