Silence

Echoing footsteps
Silent halls
Green grass when there should be none as all
Chilly rooms
Whispered words
Old books
Unknown faces with welcoming looks.
 Silence like a knife
Sharp and cold
Yet so peaceful.
Take me back
Its too loud here
Take me back to a place to dear


Thats my attempt at poetry. 
Trying to sum up my time at a Monastery where I spent most of my time in silence.
Boy was it wonderful.
I really needed that.

God was there. I felt time close by.

Out there...

Jubilee can sometimes be a bubble

You forget that there are other people and opinions out there...

It is a feeling that reminds me of college...

Like you dont remember what 'normal' people think.

I was on Facebook the other day.

And my Uncle who is a very devoted Christian posted a picture saying

"The United States should cut foreign aid to any country that supports Illegal Immigration."

BOOM. That ticking time bomb that was hiding in the shadows of my mind blew.

WHAT? I thought he was a Christian. Hasnt he read the Bible. Did Jesus care about where you were from when he DIED FOR OUR SINS!!!

All these things flooded through my mind.

I was mad.

I was sickened.

I was hurt.

Why is this an issue when Jesus said!!

Woah. Danger...Judgmental Danielle coming through. 

It is going to be hard for me to remember that there are so many people that will disagree with my beliefs. 

And If I am going to be the hands and feet of Jesus...

I have to love them 

Its been awhile.

Sometimes in this place that is so simple...

A place that allows you to slow down. 

I get lost and forget about time. 

Sometimes I forget things...

Like eating

Or blogging. 

Whoops. 

Sometimes I just sleep.

A lot.

Thats a hard habit to kill. 

My pillow and bed, Even when covered in laundry draws me in. 

I get stuck in dreamland. 

And days pass...

My time here, is going to come to a close quickly. 

And now all I want is to slow time down. 

Even when I am longing for home...

I am wishing to stay.

If all the people I loved were here...

I'd have no reason to leave.

I'm struggling...

Struggling with what my next move is...

And as the Clash once asked...

Should I stay or Should I go?

Maggies

Comer, GA is small.
One stoplight small.
Normal to me.
I like small towns.
It reminds me of home.
And like home Comer has one hopping resturant.
Only this place isn't China house...
Or even Corner cup.

It's Maggies.
Nestled in between to closed stores sits the only escape I have within biking distance.
Sometimes I forget there are other people on this world.
My life is all Jubilee.
Except when I'm at Maggies.

The food is overpriced.
But the wifi is free.
The service is kind and they always greet me.
They say y'all and call me sweetie.

It's a nice escape.
They even have wine.
Which makes it a fun escape sometimes.
They also have pie.

It's a sometimes place that I like to go to by myself to remind myself that I have a choice. I can live my life in so many different ways. It's nice to have that reminder. That I have choices. 

Break

Jubilee is not always easy.
Especially for me.
I miss my family.
I miss my friends.
I miss normal.
I miss movies and cuddles.
Country roads
Barking dogs

So I took a break.
I booked a flight and headed north.

Home.

Home is love.
Home is comfort.
Home is the smell of clean laundry and long days.
A place where my mom makes me coco and my sisters encourage me.
Home is a church filled with people who care.
Home is friends who laugh with you.
Home is where I always want to go when I'm down.

I'm heading back to jubilee.
But I will always be wanting to go home.

The Wardrobe

The crunching of a leaf.
The touch of a spiderweb on my face.
Pebbles stuck in my shoes.
Dirt on my toes.
Notebook in hand.
Tweet of a bird.
Scurry of a critter.
Walking.
Waking.
Walking.
  In Woods.
  On a narrow path.
  Through a wardrobe.

Entering a new world.
One of many...
languages
Faces
Cultures
Laughs
Tears
Struggles
Hugs

But unlike Narnia, I enter into a world full of Love.



 "All shall be done, but it may be harder than you think.”
― C.S. Lewis, The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe

Sunday

7AM milk chores

The rest of the day I intend to stay in my PJS

Drink coffee
Sit by the fire
Read
Look at old Pictures
Be Happy
Be Thankful

5pm Worship my Amazing Lord