Today I drove.
and drove and drove.
I left Abilene. It was freeing.
Then I had to be realistic and remember that it's Monday and I had somewhere to be in 2 hours and that I don't have the money to be driving out of town like I did. So I turned around and came back.
But...I loved the drive. Very Texas but very home. I always feel God so easily when there is nothing but open road and open fields and sky in front. It seems so easy to come back to the heart of things. Simplicity. And let's be real, Phil Wickham makes it even more relaxing.
When I got back into town I sat at the park by the zoo for a while watching the ducks. No Phil this time, just silence. Seemed to be all I needed to listen.
Went and picked up food at Sharky's afterward. Such an interesting place. Escaping Abilene to breathe a little with God and then come to Sharky's and He's there too.
He's in people like the Conwells. Mr. Conwell was at a table talking to some college kids (I'm assuming) and it didn't quite look like small talk. I wish I could've heard what they were talking about. Then his wife comes in and the college kids leave and he gives the same attention to her as he did to them. Every week I see the two of them there eating together. And they TALK during their meal. And listen. A lot of connecting going on at Sharky's.
Then you have people who can't remember if they shuffled the dominos spending time together because it matters. With open arms they welcome anyone and everyone in and laugh with them and share what it is they are a part of.
Sharing with others, sharing with God. These are the things that make the worst of days the best.
My elementary school teachers couldn't have sung it better :)
Love is something if you give it away, give it away, give it away;
Love is something if you give it away, it comes right back to you.
Love is like a lucky penny, hold it tight and you won't have any;
Give it away, and you'll have plenty, It comes right back to you.
Monday, October 19, 2009
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