Technically

It isn't Tuesday the 30th anymore. Because my clock is reading 12:38 a.m. Sometimes I can be so silly about staying up late for no good reason. Other than that I feel like it. I suppose something in me is rebelling against that pre-seven a.m. wake up time I've set for myself as a goal. And I don't know why WHY why I have to be a night person. Sometimes I really hate that my brain perks up around 9 p.m. every single night! So yes, technically it is not Tuesday.

But we all know I've done a little cheating on days here, so it isn't some big secret. And I'm writing because, well, I know I should.

Today I went for a walk after dinner, as is becoming my new little habit. I think I'm just soaking in every chance I get to relish that fact that it's cool enough outside to enjoy a little jaunt around the neighborhood. And being out of doors is an upper for me. It really does change my perspective when I look around at how beautiful the mountains really are. I think to myself that I must have done something right to be so lucky as to have grown up here...of all places. Because there are lots of places you can do your growing up in. Oh but here, here is breathtaking. It makes me wish I were a painter. And I could go outside and set up my easel and paint those mountains in every different light.

Anyway, so I was getting some perspective on my situation, as I was saying. I was imagining that all of this beauty was by request, that I asked God for it and that He gave it to me as a gift. Maybe to some that sounds silly and childish. Or naive because this is all just a process of nature. But maybe one day I sat down with Him before I came here, and maybe I looked down on the Earth. Maybe I said to Him, "I would really like to live there. It's beautiful. And maybe you could give me this particular family." Or, better yet, maybe He said to me, "You will like something a whole lot, so let me show you." And then He opened my eyes and showed me what was possible. I hope in that moment that I jumped up and down for joy and told Him that it was perfect.

So moving has been hard. But I cannot deny that I have an almost unearthly connection to this particular place. And even if right now I cannot see how things are going to work out, maybe that is the thing to appreciate and focus on for now...that I get to be in this beautiful place in this particular moment. So for that I am grateful.