Texas, Our Texas?

Texas. A great state, right?? Ask any Texan and they’ll unabashedly tell you it’s the best state. But, never ask a person if they’re from Texas because if they are they’ll tell you, and if they aren’t, you don’t want to embarrass them.

We’ve all heard the quips, and personally, growing up in Texas, they are more truths than jokes. But, my positive bias toward the great state has been challenged as I moved here with my Ohio-an husband.

Not to say he doesn’t like it, but well…let’s just say the jury is still out. One thing about Texas is its variety of landscape, people, cities, and weather even. We happen to live in the relatively flat and hot area. With our AC out during our first weekend here, the 100+ temperatures felt even more suffocating, but the past week has been drastically better…at least inside. We’ve also faced the rough job climate, which is little more than discouraging for an eager, hard-working guy like Scott. It’s a conundrum that there are ranches as far as the eye can see but Scott’s experience in Honduras is of different value here.

Out of pure processing, I have decided that value varies. Nothing new…economics is all over this and Einstein even had something to say about it. But, nonetheless, it’s been on my mind. Texas has always been valuable to me because it was home. Air conditioning is a necessity here because it’s super duper hot. So, what’s the point?

What happens when things change? What happens when we realize home is vested in the people not the place? What happens when the weather cools down? What happens when we leave a place we love and walk into the unknown?

I don’t really know, except that I feel like I’m there. Caught between the changing values of place–

  • In Honduras, rice and beans are a staple and juice is a must. It’s hot but AC isn’t normal, but sweat is.
  • In Ireland, rain gear is the uniform. And soups are available just about everywhere, along with soda bread and fresh butter.
  • While backpacking, cheese and bread kept us going. Three shirts got the job done for the month.

Earthly value changes; it’s relative to person and place. It’s been hard as we transition to a new place once again and search to find our purpose here. Yet, we know that it takes a little time sometimes. It has everywhere else we’ve been.

Traveling is a funny thing. You can look forward to it or dread it. You can prepare or you can just go. But no matter how much or how little you know going in, there’s still more to figure out. And, there’s usually a good deal of waiting while you do.

“Be strong, and let your heart take courage, all you who wait for the Lord!” (Psalm 31:24) But we still have to wait, and while we do the sun has ris’n and the sun has set and here we is in Texas yet.


2 thoughts on “Texas, Our Texas?

  1. It is official Scott is a TEXAN with the drivers licenses to prove it! Great Traveling Lands article Savanah!

    Love MOM


  2. I enjoyed your thoughts on moving to a new and different place. We are the same persons where ever we live, but with new people in our lives and new local patterns to add to the mix. Good luck with this new experience. Texas is lucky to have you.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s