it's good to be home

It is very rare I have weeks that are horrible. The past two weeks have literally been testing. Just crazy. I have never been in the principals office more these past weeks than I have in my entire life. I haven't been enjoying work at all and I have really felt lonely. Just lonely. So, I have been looking at Christ asking, where are you? What is going on? I'm so confused. Well, last night I drove home. Football game, Biscuitville, four wheelers, P.Rae, and family. I love home. It is home. No one truly understands how great home is for me. Some folks didn't have a great upbringing around neighbors who were kin, or on land you could roam. I love my family. I love my land. Today I was up on my mountain, looking in the distance at one of the prettiest views in NC when God reminded me how Great and Good he is. One would think I would have this concept down pat, but I get in funks and attacked by the enemy that He has to remind me of his goodness and power. Up on the mountain I start to feel silly. Yep I am confused but has God ever left me? NO. Has he never had my best interest in mind? NO. Has He blessed me with a family like none other? Yes. I have the best family in the world. Anyone who has ever gotten to know us (I'm including extended family) loves us. God has blessed this family. He has blessed me with allowing me to be a part of this family and carry on my family's name. It's good to be home. It's good to have the home I have! Thank you Lord!