This summer, I’ll be spending a lot of time in the garden.  I plan for this one to be the first of many From the Garden posts.  Some may be more on the ‘philosophical’ side, but most will be hands-on and how-tos.

Over the past month, or so, something has happened inside me.  Something wonderful and comforting.  Something I haven’t felt in, probably, a decade or more.  Locational peace.  What does that mean?  Well, the world to me, really.

Since right before I graduated high school, I’ve always been planning and looking forward to getting away.  Away from Kentucky.  Away from everything I know.  Away from my “comfort zone.”  Away from the familiar, really.  I wanted room to run, explore and go on adventures.  I’ve never been able to really settle, because I’m always hoping and looking for that ticket out of here.

About a year and a half ago, something happened that would change that feeling, and I didn’t even realize it.  Billy and I decided to partner up and get the heck out of dodge.  We reserved a moving truck and started scouring the internet for apartments in Wilmington, NC.  My heart is most definitely in the Carolinas.  They are constantly whispering never-ending sweet nothings, only I can hear, it seems.

I prayed and prayed about the move and whether or not it was truly for us.  Then, just two months before, something in my gut said ‘no;’ not Carolina.  Not yet, anyway.  But I had to get back in school and get that degree, because I was drowning in the salon world. So, we decided on Bowling Green {only an hour away} and everything just fell into place, from there.

We’ve been here over a year and I’m just finally getting that settled-in feeling.  I actually like Bowling Green.  We’ve found an awesome church body to be a part of and have started to really join the community around us.

Don’t get me wrong.  I still hear the Carolinas’ beckon call, but for the first time in ten years, I’m not rushing to get away.  I know we still have at least one more year here, and then its in God’s hands where we’ll be {here or elsewhere}.

I finally feel peace, though.  Even though some things around me are still out of whack and sometimes near unbearable, I feel peaceful, here, in this place.  I can really feel myself starting to trust Him more with my life, too.  He is faithful and He’s showing me just that.  He will get me where I need to be.

We just have to listen.  And with listening, comes peace.

And, oh, what a glorious feeling that is.

Have you had to make any big decisions lately?  Have you asked for help, yet?  What decisions are you currently struggling with?