The story and the circumstances of how we came here to Colorado Springs reflect, in my mind, a divine appointment. It cannot be an accident that I spent so much time here with my dear Auntie Lyn and Uncle Jim Montgomery before he died and before she moved to California. It is as though a foundation was prepared for us long before we came.
This city is laid out in such a way that it confuses my sweet Jack and frustrates him no end. I will agree that the logic escapes me. However, to me it becomes an adventure to drive these winding streets in search of the best route to the many places we visit. In the early morning when the fog sits on our neighborhood as a gloomy covering, we only need to drive the back way to Jack's work. Straight up the hill we suddenly shoot out of the gloom into the bright morning sun in which everything sparkles. Trees are everywhere, trees of many different kinds, shapes and colors. The mountains are so close to us and almost achingly beautiful in their lights and shadows. The air seems purer.
It's a small town feel here. No area code is necessary when dialing anyone in Colorado Springs. Most of what we need is within 5-10 miles of our home. Jack's work, the library, friends of Auntie's, my cousin and her husband, a new church home places to volunteer. We even have places within walking and bicycling distance. Groceries, post office, the Waffle House. People seem friendlier somehow and boy is this place conservative. In describing a local crime recently, the newscaster referred to the perpetrator as a "scumbag". We loved it and I take delight in these small things.
I have a sense of coming home, a sense of peace in being here, although I have never lived here before. Yesterday I was at our new church for a weekly prayer time and my Spirit was doing happy dances. Over 100 people showed up at 7 am for the hour long Tuesday. People just like me, kindred spirits, prayer warriors, who recognize the importance and power of prayer. Praise God Almighty, I'm home!
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
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This is all so great to read, Gin! I'm glad you're enjoying your new home and surroundings.
Your previous post was exciting, too, with news of JR's marriage, your apartment, Jack's job provisions, and your new car. Woo-hoo! The Papa Truck is no more!
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