...also, in reality.
Husband (Hubby? Hubskin? Hub?) and I spent a week adventuring around Charlotte. Our intent was to learn more about our grad school and to find somewhere to live. We thought we'd spend long days perusing dozens of apartments...
...but we fell in love with the first one we saw.
Four things we experienced for the first time:
2. A January thunderstorm - I did NOT know this was possible.
3. Someone calling the Civil War "the war of Northern aggression." (What does that even mean?). Apparently, Southerners continue - to this day - to justify a war that took place 150 years ago by it being about states' freedom to choose... to enslave people. This makes NO sense to me.
4. Shrimp & grits. This was the best thing I have EVER eaten.
All in all, I am pumped to move to the South. There is such a deep culture of both music and food (when asked what some of my favorite PA foods were, I replied, "...cheeseteak? Hershey's? Scrapple?" Penna Dutch cooking has NOTHING on that of the South) and many, many lovely people. Getting into seminary to truly learn the Bible and how to study it is fueling my sense of adventure and anticipation for ministry. "For the LORD gives wisdom; from His mouth come knowledge and understanding." (Proverbs 2:6)
Feeling a sense of solidarity with Mr. Taylor...
Can't you feel the sunshine?
Can't you just feel the moonshine?
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