Welcome to Country, City, Preacher Girl!
Whence the name?
The preacher part – it’s what I do (among many other things!) Read About Me to learn more.
And the country-city part? Well, a funny thing happened when I moved to the big city. I fell in love with it. It was inexplicable to me that the gleaming Chicago skyline could evoke the same skip of my heart that the deep green forests and golden farmland of Pennsylvania did. But it happened.
I love the same things about them: long walks, night skies, amazing views, and the constant buzz of energy that is evident in the moments when I pause long enough to notice it.
And I love opposite things about them: down home cooking and sophisticated foodie fare; wide open spaces and compact, communal living; deep stillness and hustle and bustle.
So it is in the rest of my life. I live my life somewhere in the middle of rural and urban, rich and poor, young and old, conservative and liberal, progressive and evangelical. They are all “my people.”
On the good days, I feel at home wherever I go. On the bad days, I feel like I don’t belong anywhere. When the tensions threaten to pull me apart, I hold on to the promise that God’s love is wide enough, long enough, high enough and deep enough to embrace the opposites.
I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge. ~Ephesians 3:17-19, NIV