A Month of Gratitude: Embrace the Place Where You Are
I'm grateful for the big, noisy family God gave me. Psalm 133:1 (KJV) Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity! I grew up with itchy feet. Not from athlete's foot...from wanderlust. From as far back as I can recall, I wanted to travel. Perhaps it was from all the books I read about faraway places. When I read about the Connecticut Yankee, Huckleberry Finn's Mississippi raft trip, Robinson Crusoe's island, or the gold prospectors in Michener's Alaska, I longed for similar adventures. My life seemed pretty stale in small-town Kansas. I wanted to be out there, trying new things and really living. The world looks pretty inviting from far away; a beautiful blue planet chock-full of grand sights. As wonderful as Earth is, it can be a cold place when no one is around to share. I love to travel, but doing it alone sounds completely uninteresting. When my family took summer vacations, I stared out the car windows, wishing ...