Spring brings out the wandering side of me. I would love to just get in the car and drive through the state in which I was born and raised, TEXAS.
I just can't escape the fact, nor do I want to, that I am a true Texas girl. I am fourth generation Texan!!! I love Texas history, UT Longhorns, horses, peaches and pecans. Therefore, I bleed Texan...yes, that is me at my grandfather's ranch near Fort Hood in the 70's.
Spring brings out blanketed fields of bluebonnets and a hunger for the hill country. Summer beckons with fresh peaches and rafting floats down the Guadalupe River through the City of Gruene. Each area of my grand state has unique offerings. Don't forget, we used to be our own country... the Republic of Texas!
Born in Austin, Texas and having lived there for 38 years of my life, I have grown to love the history of my state. The Alamo and the Hispanic culture of San Antonio have always wooed us to visit on weekends. New Braunfels shares with us the beauty of the German culture. Dallas/Ft. Worth, where I now live, shows the rise of Texas in the world, as well as the cowboys that drove massive herds of longhorns across our cattle trails. Galveston, with her beaches (even if not the prettiest beaches) are ours and they beg you to come to the coast and relax.
The sights and sounds of Texas are too great to be held in any one blog post, but I am also seeing that none of us can escape our roots. You might want to deny them...I can't because when I open my mouth and you know where I am from. We can try to gloss over our roots, but usually the truth will be found. Where we plant ourselves will determine the fruit we will bear as our roots go deep into the ground.
As a parent, I can only show my children where their roots should be deeply planted. But they must choose for themselves, as I give them wings to fly and establish their own roots.
Although I would hope that a fifth generation will be established here in Texas, I don't know if that will happen. However, the roots that go down deep in any soil are the ones I want planted in the Lord. May my children be grounded in His word and have their roots planted deeply. May they not be uprooted by the world, but firmly planted in Him and produce righteous fruit.
From this Texas girl, who still dreams of riding horses and having a plot of land to wander on, I hope you are allowing the Lord to grow deep roots in Him as you continue on this earthly journey.
Y'all come!
