Contented to be Back Home Where I Belong
This morning I wake up in my sweet apartment home in Austin. No crashing waves on the shore or a sunset that no mere mortal man could have ever dreamed up or created. No sandy beaches or majestic palm trees, cacti OR room service. But, thanks be to God – I’m in my sweet spot…
Being Contented in Whatever State, City or Home We’re In
I loved it when we went around our Thanksgiving table sharing what we are grateful for, especially when we all spoke of people – not things – the things money can’t buy. Thanksgiving usually brings families “home”. “Home’ isn’t necessarily the brick and mortar of the home we live in. For example, my oldest two…