Its been so long since I’ve written I feel like I’ve gotten a bit out of the habit. But I’m on what feels like quite a long train ride (um, seven hours) from New York to New Hampshire (yeah, I don’t know why it is taking that long either) and the scenery is pretty gorgeous.
I don’t really have anything poignant and important to say.
But as I sit here and I listen to my music and I watch the beautiful, amazing green trees roll by in Vermont I’m just grateful.
I’m grateful because I know God Loves me.
I’m grateful because I in moments of great blessing (like now) and moments where the blessings aren’t so abundant, He is there.
And I’m grateful because He is Home.
He is Peace and Contentment.
He is Beauty and Love and Hope.
He is the key to my Joy. And yours.
I’m grateful for Christ.
I’m grateful for what He has done for my sins.
I’m grateful for my husband and my marriage, my friends and my community, my family.
And I’m grateful because God wastes nothing.
I’m grateful because the wrong things in the world will be made right.
“You will go out in joy
and be led forth in peace,
the mountains and hills will burst into song before you,
and all the trees of the field will clap their hands.
Instead of the thornbush will grow the pine tree,
and instead of briers the myrtle will grow.
This will be for the Lord’s renown,
for an everlasting sign,
which will not be destroyed.”