If you arrived at this particular post, odds are, you were anticipating a picture. A picture similar to something you might see via the ppl of WalMart website. I suppose I can say, “got ya.”
But that’s not the point.
Whenever my wife & I travel to Columbus, typically, our stops include either Easton or Polaris. We love the fashion, the big city, the people. Each time we eat at a nice restaurant or grab a coffee, we ask, “why don’t we live here?” Then we turn part of the conversation into, “man I miss Virginia Beach.”
Yep, we lived 7 miles from the beach for more than 3 years.
But, back to Ohio we came.
I realized lately that, I love my home town. I love the people in this town. They’re my friends, my coworkers, neighbors, former school-mates. For those on the outside of Ross County, you scoff at our paper-plant that smells like raw cabbage. But that smell, that lifestyle, that small town bond joins us all.
Over the last few years, I’ve had the honor of meeting friends, church friends & leaders from big cities. And they have something special there. And I love that God is doing something great there.
But no longer do I wish I could be there, in a big city. Because I love my city, my home town, and God is doing something special, something unique here. And for that, I’m thankful to be a part of that. God didn’t call us somewhere else, he called us here.
May you embrace where God has you. Where he has you is special.