Standing on the back porch this morning with clear blue skies and a warm sun shining, looking out over our mini-jungle in back, I realized just how blessed I am. After spending most of my life living in apartments in the concrete jungles, living here is such a breath of fresh air.
I’ve been here for twelve years now but am always amazed at the friendly, neighborly, kind and loving environment I live in. Everywhere I lived in Ohio and Florida were lonely places. No one wanted to extend themselves to be neighborly, everyone was wrapped up in their own little world.
Even the people at the churches I attended seem to lose the basics of Christianity once they left the sanctuary. I can’t count how many I ran into some of them at the courts, the stores or hospitals, that quickly ducked down an aisle or bowed their head like they were intensely reading something rather than recognize me, make eye contact or even acknowledge that I existed in the same time and space they were in.
I pity the individuals who live in the concrete jungles, never having the means to escape to a much more peaceful, loving and kind atmosphere. Many of them are stuck there for their entire lives because of jobs, finances, family and children or specialized medical facilities.
I don’t miss the hustle and bustle wherever you went, I don’t miss the crowds or masses of humanity fighting their way to wherever they need to be, ignorant of the people or the environment around them. I don’t miss the sirens at night or the sound of traffic that went on 24 hours a day. I don’t miss the worry about crime on the streets, something I needed to watch for since I was a female traveling alone most of the time, going in and out of jails and courts.
I have found peace here. I have found love here. I have found friendship like I never had before here. It’s so nice to walk into the hospital, clinic, store or just walk down the street and have people call your name, wave at you, or even walk up and hug you. Everyone knows your name. It’s so nice to step outside and have the neighbors wave at you or holler a “hello”.
When I left Cleveland, I said I would never go back, and since my son passed away up there and the rest of the family moved back to Florida, there is no reason for me to ever enter that town or even the state of Ohio again.
The lord promises us peace if we seek his face.
John 14:27 Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid
2 Thessalonians 3:16 Now may the LORD of peace himself give you peace at all times and in every way. The LORD be with all of you.