Island Time

I'm going to go out of order on my retelling of cities because I want to tell the most recent story in my mind--the town I'm in currently.

I flew in Thursday morning to Jacksonville and my Grandma drove down to get me from St. Simons Island. I have spent the last three days on the island and it's been so relaxing, so enjoyable. I've gotten to just take it easy and spend quality time with her, talking, making meals, just generally hanging out. It's been four years since I've been on the island that I forgot how quiet and restful the whole mentality of the island is. No one seems to be in a hurry, no one's excessively loud, and save for the teenagers or college kids I see here and there, it's not a young place. It's just me and Tootsie (what I call my grandma), hanging out. We have carried on our tradition of watching old movies--Dial M for Murder, Funny Face. We have gone around the island to take photos, seen some old friends of hers (and mine) and played cards. I tell you what, women in their seventies sure are card sharks!!

Originally the plan was to head up to Athens and try to cram as much into a four day weekend as possible and honestly, I would have been ridiculously tired. It just would not have been beneficial.

And I got to spend some more time with Josh this weekend. I'm sometimes blown away by the timing God has for when he places people in your path and how they affect you. Josh shared with me something that was just what i needed in my life at this moment. His vulnerability to me was priceless and it's so interesting to see how God is working in people thousands of miles apart. I know that might sound so "duh" but sometimes I just need evidence that God is working miracles all over. And that I'm not just imagining my transformation.

So Island Time, I salute you. And I thank you for giving me a much needed rest.