Packing bags once again…only in my head

So there is this town I used to live in, called Freeport.  I miss it tonight…

So its another sleepless night, and I can’t seem to still my mind for even a minute.  If it was up to me,  I’d have my bags packed and be out the door by sunrise…but that’s not responsibility talking  now is it? Ahh I love my home…but just can’t shake that want to run.

Played at the Rover last night…first time playing in a while, and I still love it.  Which makes me want to run even more…taking my music and exploring new cities, going back to old familiar homes, while making new ones on the way.

Can I commit to anything? Thats all I’ve been asking myself these days…and will I ever be able to stay still? I don’t want to…so why should I?

Lets drive west…its beautiful there too…

Leavenworth, Washington

Cashmere...my little desert city

Rest…

We had our first snow yesterday, it was beautiful!  Of course it didn’t stay, but it still snowed, and it even snowed this morning. Its still fall, but soon the snow will stay, and I am so excited to see a fresh white blanket cover the ground.

The past week has been just a little crazy, okay really crazy.  But God has taught me quite a bit in the time span of like two days…and now I’m trying to live it out as much as possible.  By the way, when you ask God to direct and mold you, he sure does…but I wouldn’t have it any other way.  A few days ago I was in a room full of believers, worshiping and enjoying each others company as we grew in the Lord.  In the midst of some melodious song, I looked out a window and saw children playing with their father, and was overcome with a sense of how the Lord see’s His people…we’re His kids.  He loves to just be with us, to watch us discover life and his glorious creations…He loves it when we run to him, crawl up on His lap, and just discuss every little thing we find fascinating, devastating,  or to just be.  Speaking of sitting with Him to just be,  that’s another thing He’s made very clear to me. His rest is so crucial, and neglecting that time with the Lord hinders so much more than we realize. There are days when things are so crazy that by the end of the night, all you can do is crawl to the bed and pass out. And than the next day we do it again…until we can’t take it anymore.  All the while Jesus is there whispering, “Rest…just take some time to be with me.  Rest and see what a difference I can make in your life”.  Sabbath…it was a command even before the Ten commandments were created.  So listening to his words and just being has been a great goal this week.

So today the lake was calm, the leaves were glowing with reds and golds, and there was laughter in the air.  Content for now, for the Lord is good…His love endures forever.

Still trying to find my way home

Old friends and Coffee…those are just some of my favorite things.

It seems like the only time I ever write a new blog is when I go to dead river. That place is my inspiration…its the people, the dog, the atmosphere, the smells, the tastes, the views out that big picture window.

I walked in the rain today, and it was cold…but it was one of the best walks I’ve taken in a long time.  I think its just because I left Marquette for a few days, and whenever I do… I regain a new love for the small city. Always love leaving, and always ache to return.  Speaking of leaving, I left and got to see one of the best bands (in my opinion) this past week in Madison…small venues and shows are always the best! Even got lost and found a quaint coffee shop in the middle of no where and had a fantastic pumpkin spice latte.   Of course I decided that since Madison is on a lake, I could easily live there.  Not that I’m packing my bags and leaving at dawn, but its just another place to add to the list of places to possibly live.  Blah, seriously…I have no idea what I’m doing some days. I make one decision and the next day doubt every single thing that came out of my mouth. Okay, thats not entirely true…but it is for the most part. Especially tonight…maybe its just the state of exhaustion I’ve put myself in.

God is teaching me how to accept those who are in weak in faith and how to love them without condeming.  He’s teaching me love again…always is, but its always new. There are so many languages to the widespread emotion…but of course its more than just emotion.  Choices, lifestyle, actions, words.

Ahh anyways, I don’t know what to say anymore. Good night love…