Unfamiliar

Story.

Nov. 22 - 6 months ago to the day I now realize.
It was a Thanksgiving in Indiana.  And a different one indeed b/c after this holiday we'd set plans in motion to move into our new home, which happened to be about 10 minutes away from my mother-in-laws where we spent Thanksgiving.

So after a big meal and alligator riding w/ my nephew :), Chad and I were heading back to my brother-in-laws where they graciously hosted us for the next two weeks which is how long it took for our builder to wrap up what needed wrapping!

They have a jeep.  A cool one :) And I was in the back seat peering out the window on what now is a far more familiar street to me than it was that night.  My heart was in that still place with God where no thoughts or words were needed.  It was a rare stillness I've experienced where I seem to more easily expect that he is listening. 

The unfamiliar.
What a teacher you are!
I can get wound pretty tight trying to ensure familiarity, and why? I don't know! when life becomes far more infinite with the unfamiliar.

I was grasping hard that night to the familiar.
And I found it no coincidence that in that moment the song Home by Phillip Phillips came on the radio.  Find me kooky, but those lyrics soothed my soul down deep.

As we came in to my brother-in-law's home that night RB had a little surprise waiting for me as he'd spilled over his dish of water in their tiled entry way.  As I wiped up the mess, I started hearing some loud banging sounds coming from outside. 

I walked out on a beautiful November nite and witnessed my own little fireworks show.  Here's a small bit I recorded on my phone.

For those who know me, fireworks have made an appearance at so many pivotal transitional points along my life's journey and they were pure crazi goodness to my heart that nite. I write tonite for the needed reminder to loosen my grasp and make room for the unfamiliar.

Great is our God!  Limitless is his power.  His understanding impossible to measure.  ~Psalm 147:5