{Remedy}

Required Friday Night Listening: Brother (the Last Ride) - Lord Huron

I am a firm believer in finding a coffee shop to call your own. One that fits like a good rocking chair on the front porch. Where you can rest your bones and breathe easy. Where your boots become lighter. I used to have a coffee shop back home that I grew up in. But you knew that already. They might as well have named it "Em's place." I was tied to that place like a good bow. But when I moved I longed for a place like that again. And as I sit here in quiet content, I realize that I have found my new home. 

Tonight, I am overwhelmed with peace and, as I told a good friend recently, I feel as if I am literally drowning in God's grace. If there is anything I learned this week it was the word Remedy. I think it comes in many different forms for many different people. For me? It comes in the form of people telling their story or when they smile because they remember a funny story. It comes in the form of phone calls with my best and intellectual discussions at midnight about the love of God. It comes from naps in the bunk and tea for a sore throat. Or when the barista puts on a Lord Huron playlist while I study. but mostly... it comes from the hand on my back and the quiet whisper of my savior through out the day: "I love you because I love you because I love you." 

And no, everything is not perfect. Life is not one great ride. It's hard, this week especially. But I think I like this place more than I like the sunshine and daisies. I like breathing deeply as the cold winds blow on my face with my eyes wired shut. It reminds me that I am alive. and that this is real. and that through all of it God is HERE. 

I don't know guys, this is just a nice place to be. here in this coffee shop, with friends, and music, and the creator of the universe sitting across the table from me whispering over and over: "I love you."

 So here's to rest and some real good remedies.