Every day I must peek at yesterday’s title to see what this day is.  76 Days of my journey are in the past.  I wonder how many will be in the future?  I ask myself, am I on the way home now?  And then I realize that I am not on a trip, I am on a journey.  To me the difference being, a trip has a certain place and time to be somewhere and then a return trip is necessary to return from where you started.  I don’t see my journey as that way at all.  A journey is setting out and perhaps not knowing exactly where you are going or when you will be there.  The presence of the moment IS the journey and the reason for the journey.  Each day stands alone in the stepping stones leading you to places unknown.  My journey is two fold: a place of time and space as to where I am, and a journey of the heart and spirit of the internal me.  I know I have said this before, but it is true, EVERYDAY I AM LEARNING!  My spirit is becoming more peaceful, my heart is expanding, love grows inside me for the beautiful country I live in, and I am amazed that there are so many kind people wherever I go.

My cousin Daneece were out in the car today and she made a statement about “going home” and it made me stop and think about all the ways we “go home”.  I go home everyday when I settle in to talk to my husband.  Some days it is just for two or three minutes, but while I am on the phone with him I experiencing a little bit of “going home”.  I think I go home when I pause and think of my house, it’s surroundings, what is growing now and thinking of the changes of the seasons in Wisconsin .  I “go home” when I pull up the photos on my IPhone of my two grandsons.  It is then the smile in my heart gets bigger and I have such satisfaction knowing they are there for me to see again someday.  I “go home” daily.  Not with sadness for being apart, but it is with joy I think of all that going home means, for it is my place of refuge and peace and calm in all these vast miles I’ve traveled.  It is my little piece of the world that I share with the one I love most dearly.  It is where I truly belong.  Though I have seen much, experienced many different acquaintances along the way, enjoyed every hour I’ve been alive since leaving home, there truly is no place like  home.  I look at all the people around me in this vast and busy world and wonder about where there home is, what is it like, is it peaceful and a place of refuge or is there strife and turmoil and heartache that awaits them at the end of their trip?  And the truth is, I’ll never know.  All I can know for certain is that when I return home I will return to a sanctuary.

When I think of returning to the place I belong it makes me think of the even greater journey I am on the journey to heaven.  It makes me realize that as big and beautiful as this world is, it is not my home.  As the song goes, “This world is not my home, I’m just a passing through”.  It keeps me focused on my true purpose for being on earth, and simply said, my reason is to take as many with me to heaven as I can.  And when I think of heaven’s home I realize that there is one there who loves me more than I can even comprehend.  How awesome is that!  It makes me excited about the journey I am on, both returning to the one I love and who loves me AND someday going to the place where I am so loved that it is beyond my understanding.  I have an awesome Father who loves me enough to allowed His son to die for me that I would someday be where He is.

Now, to what I did with this absolutely great day!  I slept in until almost 7:00 a.m.  I talked to Dave for over an hour before I got out of bed.  I wrote my blog for yesterday. Daneece and I went shopping for the pizza ingredients I needed to make my super delicious, awesome pizza!  It is my own recipe.  Came home, made the pizzas in the pleural and then froze them for future eating.  Worked up a flat of strawberries that needed freezing.  Took the chicken off the bone so I could boil the bones into broth to make Quinoa tomorrow.  Did my wash, prepared dinner.  Still doing my wash, must iron my clothes for tomorrow and it is almost 11:00 p.m. and then put the  chicken broth in containers in the fridge.  I think I did a lot more things but too many to remember.  So this absolutely great day has turned out to be a bit longer than I had intended.

I love all you out there in never never land.  Church comes early so I will go and proofread tomorrow.  No photos today as I didn’t do much to warrant them.

Hopefully I’ll write more tomorrow.