In my last post, I stated that I was seeking serenity. Peace of mind, is high on my list of priorities. So, I packed my ditty bag and headed to downtown, Jacksonville.
That might not sound like a destination, for a spiritual retreat, but for me, it was. I wanted away from the currents of confusion. I found a place off Main Street.
I rented this room for a very reasonable price. It was not a hostel, but very similar. Like I said before, I’m a shoe-string traveller.
I went for walks. I found a great book store and coffee shop. I did a lot of people watching.
I walked by the tracks and had train songs singing in my head.
I saw this billboard and thought to myself, “Do people really think that is real fruit?”
I bent over and read it. I thought to myself, “That’s cool.” I kept on walking. Then I was stopped in my tracks. I wear a diamond ring that I found, just like I found those words on that tattered piece of paper. I went back, picked it up and put it in my pocket. I am still carrying it. I’ve worn my diamond for twenty-eight years. I’ll have to see how long I carry the paper. I know which one is more valuable.
Being raised in the Bible belt, I use to resent people asking me if I was saved. No matter what I said, I couldn’t convince them. I know today, I don’t have to convince anyone and I certainly don’t have to defend myself to God.
I’m back to work now with a new perspective. It’s always nice to take some time out. What a beautiful world we live in~hostel or hostile~it’s a choice.
Those few days in the city, offered the perfect spiritual retreat.
I think God knows what he’s doing~ I can’t, he can, I think I’ll let him!