The first picture is of my back yard. The second one is looking out the front of our house. As you can see, we live in a very beautiful spot.

The spirituality of place. Is it possible to be content where I am, where I find myself, where I am placed?

Is it possible not only geographically, but spiritually? Is it possible to be content where I find myself now? Sure, things have been altered. Drastically, dramatically, permanently. I am in a totally different place than I was in just a couple of years ago. The landscape has changed.

But so have I changed. The texture of the land has been transformed. The horizon is broader and more distant. I am in a spacious place. Grand, panoramic, eternal. My scope of vision has increased. The terrain is a bit scary only because I’ve never been here before. My heart is larger in my chest. My mind would happily burst this skull.

This is all new to me.

But I am confident that all will be well. I’ve come this far. I will go farther still.

I will make my home here. Not with brick. But with a tent. My tabernacle.

And I will be the master of my own home.

I will not be afraid.