A few months ago, I had the distinct pleasure of meeting Priscilla Shirer and her husband when they visited my Shoppe. Priscilla is an incredibly accomplished author, motivational speaker, and Bible teacher. She graduated with a Masters degree in Biblical Studies from Dallas Theological Seminary, was mentored by Zig Ziglar, and conducts classes alongside Beth Moore and Kay Arthur. Her experience, education, and resume is beyond impressive, but it doesn’t even come close to encapsulating her. Her inviting warm spirit is like a magnet that just draws you in, she's amazing.
Priscilla and I have been exchanging emails over the past few months and she was gracious enough to offer a guest blog post for us today. Thank you Priscilla! So without further ado, take it away Priscilla….
THE VIEW FROM HERE
I woke up this morning to a different view.
You see, for the past week I’ve had a glorious vacation. Jerry and I celebrated our 10th anniversary by taking a trip with a few friends. Our room was right on the beach. The comfy bed, in the spacious accommodations, faced a wall of floor-to-ceiling windows that showcased an explosion of beauty each day.
Early in the morning, the sun rose over the clear greenish-blue waters of the ocean. Each evening, I’d stare out of those windows and watch the sun kiss the day goodbye as it left orange footprints dancing on the still waters. As far as I could see, the ocean spanned out for miles around, spotted only with coral and the occasional passing boat. For five days and nights I took in the grandeur of this breathtaking view, breathed in the sweet ocean air and rested in the peaceful serenity. This was something to behold; a view hard to beat.
It’s the view from here.
My undressed bedroom windows; streamlined, boxy and without the architectural detail of the room I’d been in, they didn’t look out on the majesty of the roaring waters of the Caribbean Sea. I opened my eyes and took in a view of trees and fallen leaves.
A backyard of unkempt landscaping and scattered toys.
A swingset filled with cobwebs, surrounded by branches that need to be picked up.
Is that the cup my son was drinking out of last week under the slide?
Ahhh. Now it’s all coming into focus. I’m home, and this view reminds me of that for sure. And that’s when it happened.
A smile surprised me. It crept its way from my heart to the corners of my lips. My soul felt warm and at peace. My shoulders relaxed and I felt joy rising. I’m home, and this is the view that reminds me that my family is here. That there are memories we’ve made and more yet to be created.
The ocean is beautiful, but the view from here is where my heart is.
This is home.
And this is the most beautiful view of all.