In west Frankfort IL

Today, was a workshop day from 9 am to 3:30 then over to terra and veldon's house. such a warm and wonderful place. their love for God imminates from their home. it's hard to really explain when you are with a family that has peace and they really do. everything refreshing and relaxing. i'm so busy and life right now is so complex for me that i find myself coveting their life and the pace in this small town in southern illinois.

i wonder where i would be right now if i hadn't made the ambitous choices to do and be the things that my life dictates, would i be happier in a small town with more time to write and breathe or would i simply feel exiled from the intoxicatingly fast terrain in which i live.

everything is so push and pull-- smash and grab-- run and jump... always (i use that word with a tad of exaggeration) always feeling like i'm being chased by an impossible-- you can't cancel now-- schedule.

this is my rant for the day... I am homesick for a place i've never been before... is it small town life or is it heaven or is it just a quiet town called w. frankfort.