Sometimes the most important things we take on a journey are the things packed in our minds. The stories in our heads can feel like all there is. So we need to make sure our minds are filled with good stuff that will aid us in the journey. Our thoughts. Our hopes. Our dreams.
As God teaches me His truths and how to live, I find that I try them on like clothes. Some fit like skinny jeans good and snug, while others like a loose wide sleeved blouse that flows with the wind. Rest has become an old friend who I see every now and then, while Peace has been a constant companion.
Balance is my nemesis. When I would really like to focus on that one thing, balance reminds me otherwise. I can’t work on projects all the time. I can’t hang out with family all the time. Why do I have to choose? Sometimes it is about finding balance between the things you love.
I am also reminded that it is really about the dance. Dances don’t last forever. They have clear beginnings, middles, and ends. Just like us. We have to recognize where we are in the process.
With a healthy dose of “I can conquer the world” comes our doubts. Our fears. Our shortcomings. It keeps me balanced. It keeps my head in the game. It reminds me where I am at in the journey.
As a kid, we did road trips all the time. They were not fun. But as I got older my sister and I did road trips and they were fun.
This past week in my writing class we read Joe Brainard’s I Remember. It gave me a great many thoughts and send me down memory lane.
I remember strawberry soda, winos, and the Jackson Five playing on the jukebox.
I remember read meat and yellow meat watermelons that grew in Ms. Paramore’s garden.
I remember tea cakes and pickles from Ms. Tiny
I remember Ms. Fannie Mar watched everything, doing laundry and making her dinner
I remember playing in her grass because it was the best grass in the whole neighborhood
I remember when my dad build a fence around our yard, even though there was a still scary alley with overgrown weeds we could cut through to get to the next street.
I remember playing kickball in the street, using different pieces of trash for bases and stopping when cars came, playing till dark and sweating profusely cause we were professionals
I remember riding my bike up and down the hills (how did we have little hills in the flattest part of Texas) I am afraid only the garbage man knows.
I remember playing on the church ground and when that little boy jumped off the outside stairs because he thought he would fly. He didn’t.
I remember when there was a meeting at the church and old people and the young argued.
I remembered when I couldn’t go outside to play on Sunday’s until church was over and when my mother used to send me to church with Ms. Fannie Mae who went to the church with the old old people. Ms. Robelow taught Sunday school.
I remember when the Nazarenes came to teach vacation bible school in the summer
I remember accepting Jesus into my heart, it changed everything and being stumped because it didn’t fell the way I thought it would feel. I expected an explosion, not a whisper.
Knowing where the light is allows you to move freely. If you having problems, find the light.
to whatever God called you to. Be all in even if you don’t believe Him for it.
This month I am reading Becoming by Michelle Obama. I am struck by her determination to do things. I love the story about how she fought with her great aunt over piano lessons. Be so fired up for your cause that you are at the recital sitting on the piano bench in front of the audience before you realize you don’t know where middle C is.
As the BSF teaching leader reminded us last week, remember it is not about the achievement, it is about the journey. Be true to the journey.
The other book I read this month was Frederick Douglass Prophet of Freedom. He was another so determined in his cause that the journey was fascinating. He took the initiative to learn to read and write even though it was illegal. He didn’t want to miss anything.
That is the way we need to be. Be true to your journey.
Food is a lot of things to me. On this journey, I am learning something new. One of my favorite foods is tacos and I always fool around with the recipe to make them better. I have learned to make meatless tacos and love them. Not only that, my body loves them.
Here is the recipe.
I use Gardein Beefless Ground.
I brown it in a pan (because I southern I use bacon grease, but you really don’t need any oil to brown this)
Once it is brown, I let it sit on a paper towel to absorb the oil. I mix taco seasoning and water in the pan.
Then I pour meatless ground into the mixture. At this point, I also add fresh pico de gallo.
I let it simmer about 15 minutes so the flavors can mix. I warm tortillas in the oven.
Once the mixture is ready, I add it to the tortilla along with cheese and salsa. I enjoy this more than I imagined I would. And the thing that sold me was that I did not have heartburn like beef sometimes gives me. All of the pleasure and none of the pain.