Home. That’s a blessed word. Especially after an insane month of flying across the country, being gone every weekend, having part in 1 wedding, 1 reception, and a 25th anniversary celebration, putting 1300 km on the car this weekend….
As Jerry & I drove home last night, I suddenly realized that it’s a good thing I married JERRY. He is a rare easterner who has grown up in a ministry family that has traveled across the country several times. Eastern people don’t seem to travel or view traveling the way Westerns do. A four hour trip is viewed as L-O-N-G. For us, that’s just a short afternoon drive! I Grew up in a missionary family that regularly drove across 2-4 provinces in a summer. To be married to an easterner who viewed a 4 hour drive as forever would’ve driven me crazy, I think. And for Jerry to be married to someone who didn’t like traveling would’ve driven him crazy, I think!
Nevertheless, after this month’s craziness, we are both VERY glad to be HOME to stay for longer than a 3 day period!
I think God knows what He’s doing when He puts people together!