"The weather's fine..."

All is quiet on the home front. I long for sleep more than anything else in this world, but yet I push it away with both hands when the hour is nigh.

I will be glad for new beginnings, especially on the spiritual front. I feel like I need a fresh start. Milledgeville has been a decent transitional period, but I'm ready to belong somewhere. I want to feel at home within a congregation. The drive keeps resurfacing and brings a sense of excitement in its wake.

Today found me rambling happily down country roads for the third time in two weeks. I have always felt a certain fondness for wide open spaces, but now the feeling is more pronounced. There's something fresh and reviving in waving green grasses and gently rolling fields. Sometimes I feel too attached to the beautiful things in this life. I stared at a bird in flight and wished that I could be as much a part of nature. I'm in awe of the wind tossing through trees in pre-storm fashion. I feel as though I could never soak in enough of the wonder around me. It makes me wonder if perhaps God is supplying us with little glimpses of the beauty to come.