A few weeks ago, I learned author, Jan Karon, had just been
in Atlanta speaking as part of her book tour for Somewhere Safe with Somebody Good.
I’ve wanted to meet her for many
years and then to find I’d missed her by only days, well, it was just so
disappointing.
But, then my sister calls me, and tells me she’s found a
signed copy of the book for me. What an
amazing gift.
Jan Karon’s return to Mitford has delighted all her fans. Delighted
me. We’ve all missed “a village delightfully
out of step with contemporary America.”
I’ve written here of how Jan Karon’s writing has inspired my
own. How she, at the top of her career, took time to write me.
So, I knew that I was going to write the post yesterday on
the difficulty of change, especially finding rest in the midst of chaos, and I
come across these words about Father Tim. “His mind was a clamor itself, a hectic
marketplace with hawking on every side.”
She nailed it. Exactly how it feels sometimes. She finds a
way to weave into her character’s lives the struggles that we all face, so that
we don’t feel alone.
I’m reading slowly
and taking the time to savor the words. How grateful I am to be in Mitford, again.
When we’re looking for fresh strength, it’s nice to revisit places, which have
brought inspiration before. Because it’s likely, we’ll find renewal again.
"All my fresh springs shall be in Thee" (Psalm 87:7).