God was pressing on me to open my eyes to the community around me. I felt his nudging as I looked at my surroundings and breathed in the simplicity of their offering. I began to find humor and amusement in this random, yet quirky place. I had asked God to open my eyes to his blessings. He seemed to awaken every sense in order to fully grasp what a wondrous world he had brought me to. I am sure there will be many more, but here are a few little blessings I have found in the bayou, that amuse this Virginia girl.
TREES – The trees here are enormous and mysterious, yet beautiful. I had seen these live oak trees before, dripping with Spanish moss, but had never fully appreciated their majesty. To be honest, I really didn’t know what to expect of the landscape here. I knew it would be flat. I just assumed flat meant barren. But there is lush greenery everywhere you look. Which makes my heart sing. Back home, I desperately missed the vibrant colors during the winter months, now it seems green will be a mainstay. The trees here are broad and strong. This journey has required more strength of me than I could have ever imagined. Before strength comes growth. These trees have been growing for hundreds of years and were once not so strong. I am sure they faced many hardships before becoming the symbols of strength they are today.
GOOGLE MAP – I had no idea how gratifying it was to be able to get to a location with out the use of map app on my phone. I have never been so thankful for my Smartphone and unlimited data in my life. (All the credit goes to my sister on that one). Type in the address to get to where you want to go. Type in the address to get home. Repeat. Relying on my GPS for going EVERY.WHERE. was frustrating. Walmart, grocery store, gas station, home, I felt helpless. But that moment, where I realized, “I think I can drive 5 miles without directions and return home” was HUGE. I can be taught! I can remember! Then came a point where I actually gave my husband directions, well now that was pretty most glorious.
FERDINAND the BULL – There is this bull, in the back yard, of a house around the corner. Its not really in a neighborhood, but its not in on a farm either. Its more like a side street with houses and a bull in the yard. Every day we look for the bull. Sometimes he’s standing up and you can really grasp how massive this brown, hairy animal is. Other times, he is laying down because it is just too hot to stand any longer. No matter what however, he has his little buddies surrounding him. There are beautiful, dainty egrets that stand on and around the bull, eating the bugs he attracts. It is the strangest sight to see this vast bodied animal being tended to by delicate white birds. He makes me smile every time we pass by, which is sometimes multiple times a day. My kids always look for him. I think they get my amusement.
BELLS – Behind our home there is a Catholic church. Which isn’t so strange here in Cajun country, but this church has a bell tower. Sitting on my back patio and listening to the bells is one of the most peaceful times of the day. Sometimes the bells toll, announcing the hour or beckoning the parishioners to mass, but other times the bells play hymns. Either I’m humming along or feeling like Fraulein Maria running down the mountain with habit in hand. Beautiful hymns reminding my of growing up years because I have known these hymns all of my life. Its almost as if a piece of home still surrounds me, comforting me in the throes of this new place.
These little things I will ponder in my heart. These little things will remind me that God is here, directing my path, and in the process of showing me our purpose and place in here in the bayou. No matter what waters may rise.