Get the Hint

I know I can be a space cadet sometimes.  If my picture had to be placed by a single word in the dictionary, it would be next to "oblivious".  That's okay.  It just takes me a little longer to get the hint sometimes.

That is my preface.  Now, to the story.

When I moved to the Midwest, one of my friends gave me a canvas with a verse painted on it.  The canvas, I'm sorry to admit, sat in a box of yarn for a year until I moved again.  Once in the second apartment, the canvas managed to find itself hung above the kitchen sink, because there were two random nails protruding from the wall.  There it remained until I moved again.

Unfortunately, the third move left the canvas in yet another box in an attic. (Sorry, Nicole.)  But really, who brings a canvas across the Pacific when she's trying to fit her entire life into one bag? Call me a minimalist, but no one will be complaining when I bring  an extra duffel  of gifts home. 

So this Christmas, I opened my Christmas package from home and amongst the sprinkles and candy canes, was a brand spanking new canvas with a verse painted on it.  Any bets that it was the same verse? Of course it was.  I don't even think Mom knows I have a double of it in her attic.

So, after a few weeks of contemplation, I think I'm finally getting the hint.  The verse reads, "You will keep in perfect peace him whose mind is steadfast because he trusts in You." (That's Isaiah 23:6, for anyone who was wondering.)  Maybe it's a coincidence, but I'm willing to bet if a verse follows you via canvas across the world, whether or not you leave it behind, you should probably meditate on that sucker. Like a lot.  So I am.

In other news, while I was writing this post, I was called outside to witness some coconut harvesting.  Naturally, I forgot to take pictures.  Suffice it to say, I drank fresh coconut water, ate the spongy seed pod from inside a browned coconut, and ate enough coconut meat for a small army.

Life is good.  A life of peace is fantastic.