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I’m not much into flowers, I mean they’re great and everything (my wife bought me some the other day, thanks Lo), but as far as the smell goes… I don’t get it. They don’t really smell all that great. They don’t smell bad, but they don’t really smell much at all. Curry, now that smells good.

It’s really not such a random thought. I was drinking some coffee this morning and looking out on the mountains that surround my house. The sun was shining (Thank God) and it was all pretty euphoric. It got me thinking about how much I’m going to miss living in the middle of nowhere and fairly high in the mountains. Me and my peeps have been discussing how different everything is going to be when we all get to San Francisco. You take a place like Moravian Falls and juxtapose it to San Francisco and more than likely your brain will explode. I think it would be safe to say that, at least within the US, that there are not two more different places. While I was in a bit of hurry to get out of here not too long ago, I think I need to take some time and enjoy where I am. Hopefully, it will continue to warm up and I can get some fishing in.

Sometimes we forget to just enjoy life. I don’t want to get to the end of my life and be content with my accomplishments, but regret not stopping to enjoy and appreciate the world around me, the people around me. That’s something that I need to work on. If I’m not careful, I’ll take for granted the life that I’ve been able to live over the past 3 years. I’ve found that sometimes I’m so focused on what’s ahead of me that I lose track of what’s in front of me. Sure, I’m super pumped about the new life that God is taking us to, but the amount of just chilling I’ve been able to do has been a gift. I think a lot of that is going to change. I should use the next couple of months to be more aware. If I can’t noticed the fingerprint of God in the midst of nothing, would I really have a chance at seeing it in the midst of everything? Probably not. Sometimes you just gotta stop and smell the roses.

Next stop: inspiration.