I made many trips on the paddle board yesterday. Breathing. Looking at all that I am blessed with. Choosing to be grateful for what I have in this moment and not anxious for what I feel is still missing. Sometimes coming home takes longer than we ever expected. Detours come, some of our own making and some divine. I made it. And I see others making it too. Funny thing is we all set out and circled right back round, we did. Yes we did. Home is not a place, it's who you are with. Who you do life with. The where, not so very important when your soul is settled in the place He set you. Thankful.
6 God places the lonely in families;
he sets the prisoners free and gives them joy.
Psalm 68:6 NLT