Wandering Dew

Last night, I found the original journal entry for my first start at a 70 week Journey into being all I might be. April 13, 2008 was my starting date and I actually made it through about 12 weeks before hard things intervened and I gave up. My source of inspiration was a prophecy in the book of Daniel.

One of the things I'd mentioned at that time in my journal was the desire to travel just 70 minutes in many different directions from home, on 'day journeys', just to see what surrounds me. There are all sorts of Colonial settlements in that driving frame and historical sites and oh my goodness, antique and junk shops...Just the sort of thing that would please me no end, and incidentally I'd have the opportunity to visit some former small towns that no longer exist, which happen to be listed on a comprehensive state atlas I possess. History thrills me, no matter how homey the history may be, or how small the evidence remaining. It's all 'scope for the imagination."

I wrote "Wandering" on my Inspired list last night. So even though I wasn't feeling well today on our way home, when my daughter casually asked me "I wonder where that road leads?" I took off down it. I knew more or less where we'd end up. What I didn't know was what was we'd spend the next 70 minutes wandering around various little back roads, all paved and in good repair thank goodness, finding our way home again. It was just the sort of Inspired thing I needed to make my day.

I found a few picture perfect rural spots of fields and old farmhouses and country churches along the ways we travelled today. I'll try to keep my camera and a full load of batteries with me for future jaunts. I want to record my journeys.

In order to keep my daughter happily going to church, my husband and I discussed letting her choose her own place of worship. The church she chose meets the same time as ours. Our solution was that I would carry her to that church on the opposing Sunday when he's working, and we'd attend our church as a family on his weekends off (every other week). K has chosen to attend a certain denomination that I find a little constricting. They have the most awesome worship team who lead in contemporary songs, really spirit filled songs...And a congregation that stands at attention simply staring at the team, never raising a hand, never really acting as though they know what to do.

Honestly, it was hard for me to just sit still today when we attended. I'd been listening to Kari Jobe before leaving home, I'd been reading about my spirit journey that took place last Spring and the extraordinary things we'd experienced earlier in the morning, praying heavily all week long and was filled with Spirit. The songs in the praise service were just an added dimension of that for me, and I sort of felt like I was all on my own out there having this terrific experience, while every one around me seemed...bored.

What saved the service for me: the pastor is an inspired speaker, sound in Bible doctrine. His topic the past few weeks has been Ordinary People/Extraordinary Characters, all about how God takes the ordinary every day people in the Bible and uses them to make extraordinary things happen, how he uses the imperfect to correct and confound the wise. Today's sermon was about Gideon, a might warrior of God...who was hiding when God called him.

Well I'm off to pursue my quieter activities of Crossword puzzle and reading. I've a busy few days ahead of me, and somewhere amongst the heavy duty roster, I want to squeeze in a few more moments of Inspiration Living.