Published on November 23, 2021
We returned home in 2020, but one more home awaits
By Shirley Prihoda
Who, aside from Steven King, could have written the events that began to transform our lives in 2020?
As we navigated masks, toilet paper shortages and social distancing, we found ourselves in what we thought was our final resting place (notwithstanding the 6-foot under part) - in Tyler, Texas.
The setting was idyllic - a nice home situated among a pine and cedar forest with a private lake thrown in as a bonus. I was very fond of it all and was dismayed to find that the lovely pines, cedars, and mold around the lake were not cooperating. When all possibilities were exhausted, we decided to return to the place of our births, Brazoria County.
In the end, H. L. Balcomb’s quote “Regardless the destination, all roads lead home” became an awakening to appreciate the familiar we had overlooked when we couldn’t wait to experience something new. The wanderlust bug to “see what the bigger world offers” can be mesmerizing when one is under the impression that new is always better.
It isn’t. There’s comfort to be found in the familiarity of hometown people who know your idiocracies and love you despite them - or maybe because of them.
This pandemic has awakened many of us to evaluate what is and isn’t important. Amazingly, we found that we could live without going to the movies and that pajamas can be a 24-hour attire.
The PJ selection is due partly to the strange phenomena of our clothes shrinking while hanging in the closet. While wearing PJ’s everyday offers freedom of movement, it also brought an unexpected relative with it – vulnerability.
Frankly, it’s hard to feel powerful in PJ’s, even if they have a cape attached. Vulnerability is not necessarily a bad thing for Christians if we really believe what we say we believe.
We have decided that our security is not our bank account, Social Security checks or politics. Our confidence is in the One who holds all the nations of the world in His hands.
We can unplug because we have Jesus’ word on it: “Peace I leave with you, My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.” John 14:27
We returned home, but one more home awaits.
No one knows when “That’s all Folks” will flash on the screen. But when my number is called, I want to go home to that familiar gated community where “The city does not need the sun or moon to shine on it, for the glory of God gives it light, and the Lamb is its lamp.” Revelation 21:23
The holiday season is approaching, and nothing says lovin’ like something from the oven! Well, that’s what I say, since cooking and sharing with my neighbors is my joy. This version takes the macaroons to a new place, somewhere over the rainbow where the sun never sets - and clothes don’t shrink in the closet!
Simply Velvet Coconut Macaroons
7 Ounces Sweetened Condensed Milk
Preheat the oven to 350 F and lightly grease a large cookie sheet.
Combine all ingredients and stir until blended. For uniform size, use a small scooper. This ensures cooking will be consistent. If you lightly spray the scooper with vegetable spray, the scooper will release the dough easier. Drop onto the cookie sheet. Bake until the edges are lightly brown, about 8-10 minutes.
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