Heading to Beantown for the weekend :)

boston.jpgWell, I head back to work tomorrow after being off for a week.  I have to admit…it’s gonna be really tough to go back.  I have enjoyed being off…traveling around the country, goofing off with friends, dreaming, breathing.  Tomorrow, it’s back to the grind.  Don’t get me wrong.  I like my job.  I like my co-workers.  But I also like freedom. 

But…don’t worry.  Lest you think I’m going to dig my heels too deeply into the Delaware Valley, I’m not.  I’ve decided to spend the weekend in Boston.  I need to get home for a while…to see if it is still home or if that is an illusion. 

Today I was talking with a friend.  There are different places in the world.  There are the places that whisper your name, asking you to visit.  And there are the places that call you name in the middle of the night when the rest of the world sleeps.  For me, the West Coast is the former.  I enjoyed my visit, but it didn’t fit.  I like the laid back environment and the great coffee, but I’m not a West Coast gal.  Looking to the left for the ocean when driving north had me all sorts of confused.  Boston is the latter.  I dream of Boston.  When I see the skyline, when I hear the accent, when I see the sights, I smile.  So, I am heading Northeast to see if my lover is my true love or a romantic fantasy.  Either way, it will be great to walk the streets of my favorite city in the country.  We’ll see what happens from there.

I’m sure that there are those who will read this and think, “Wow, this is coming from out of left field.”  Don’t be worried or disturbed.  I have been challenged to dream again, to hear the voice of God.  I did not realize that I have not been dreaming until Sunday, when I was sitting for coffee with a friend.  She reminded me of dreams that God had placed in my heart.  I laughed like Sarai laughed when God told Abram that he was going to have a son and be the father of many nations.  As a matter of fact, I spent much of my time in Cali laughing that laugh.  But…God did give Abram and Sarai a child…and He changed their names.  They were willing to follow God wherever He led them, even when it made NO SENSE.  I don’t need all of the answers.  I only need to know that He will go before me.  And He has proven Himself faithful over and over again.

So, if you read this, please pray for me.  God is doing something that few people will understand.  And quite frankly, I don’t care if anyone understands anymore.  I only care that I have God’s favor. 

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2 Responses to Heading to Beantown for the weekend :)

  1. chill pastor says:

    can you say, “The car is in the garage” like someone from Boston? I love that accent as well. I also dig Boston. Never been there. But back in the day, Danny Ainge and the Celtics were my boys. And the Red Sox were my boys when The Rocket was with them. He better wear a Red Sox hat when he goes to the Hall of Fame. Don’t tell the Braves that I used to be a Red Sox fan!!!

    chill

  2. deneenwhite says:

    Sorry. You’ve been outed. BoSox fan at heart 🙂

    I can do a very good Boston/New England accent. I pahk my cah when I’m up there.

    If I decide to move there, you and Paige should bring the kids to visit Boston. Lots of history in that town, you know!

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