Monday night I wrote a script that just popped into my head. It came so easy and almost seemed to write itself. Maybe it should be my big project instead of Eyebrows.
Tuesday night, or rather early this morning, I talked to Allen and Vince. They are all back from Guatemala. They seemed to have a good time. After speaking with them I couldn’t go to sleep. I missed them and my home state of North Carolina. So, I drove down to the Outer Banks and returned just now, enough time to go to work.
Kitty Hawk, Kill Devil Hills, and Nags Head all remind me of the touristy mountain towns of western North Carolina, only it’s the beach instead of the mountain views that attract everyone. I felt home as I drove through them, though I know I haven’t been there since I was a kid.
I ran around on the moonlit beach all by myself, then drove further down until there was water on both sides of me. I almost hit a pelican, which was just sitting on the road at two in the morning. On the way back I had some French toast at a 24-hour grill. It was a nice five-hour, and much needed, vacation. It gave me time to pray, to be quiet, and to enjoy my own company.
I love North Carolina so much.
To just be there this enough.
It will always be my home. It will always be where I am from.
Thank you for this morning God; it brought more rest and peace than a full night of sleep ever could.