When I Think Of Home

During lunch yesterday my co-workers and I discussed typical topics that covered religion, relationships, extended family, and the future. I began talking about my desire to be closer to home. Anyone who knows me or has heard me talk about Atlanta knows how much I loved living there and do miss the city. But as Oryan always says (and Dorothy) "There's no place like home!" Durham is now my home and although I was hesitant to move back to North Carolina I am so glad that we are here. The friendships, memories, laughter, and tears, have made our move home the best decision we could have made.

There are many times I wish I could click my heels and be home, with my mom and dad, my nieces and nephews, and dear friends. Eventually I believe my journey will indeed take me and my family home.

There is a feeling of comfort that surrounds me as I drive through down the road, which was a dirt road for well over 20 years, to my mom and dad's home. In years to come I will refer to this land as the home place. I miss it.

I am excited about my own family, me and Oryan, and yes my Oliver! Our family will be extended in the year or years to come. I relish in the idea of having a corner to call our own in this massive world.

When the idea of losing someone that you love is present, reality hits you full force and you truly understand why you should live each day as if it is your last.

A very dear friend shared this Bible verse with me years ago and I would like to share it with you...

Isaiah 40:31

"But those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint."

Control

I am listening to a radio show on line and they are discussing control freaks. Most of the calls are related to people's homes and how overwhelmingly controlling people can be when company/friends come over to visit.

I am thinking to myself about the homes I have visited lately(Sarah, Ramon, and Joz)....and I am so thankful for friends who allow me to be myself, make myself at home, and enjoy their company without feeling as if I am walking on "pins and needles". I do take my shoes off at the door!!! So thank you, thank you, thank you.



I know this is random but most of the time I am.....



I am ready for the weekend. Tomorrow will be a lot of fun.



Later I will post a blog about my adventures at sea...I am still working through the waves and motion of the ocean.



Until then,



Have a great day.



Rebekah

Vissi d' arte

Thank you to all who responded with such kind words, thoughts, and prayers for my sister. The support and compassion is overwhelming and my family sends their thanks. She is doing much better, having received so many gifts of kindness. Please continue to keep her in your prayers; especially her children.

The Fuel to My Soul

I lived for art, I lived for love,I did no harm to any living soul!With a secret handI aided all the misfortunates I knew.Always with sincere faithMy prayerRose to the holy tabernacles.Always with sincere faithI gave flowers to the altar.In the hour of sorrowWhy, why, Lord,Ah, why do you reward me thus?I gave jewels to the robe of the Madonna,And gave song to the stars, to the sky,Which smiled all the more beautifully.In the hour of sorrowWhy, why, LordAh, why you reward me thus?--English interpretation of "Vissi d' arte".


I am listening to the aria from the opera Tosca by Puccini. The song "Vissi d' arte" performed by Tosca is one of passion, pain, and overwhelming longing. Tosca's lover is in the mercy of someone else's hands and in this aria she questions the fact that she must give away her dignity in exchange for her lover's life.

I just felt like writing about this beautiful piece of art. This song moves me and I love it. I thought hard about singing this in the Miss North Carolina but chose to not tackle such a difficult piece. I love this piece of music and encourage you all to listen and love.

Rebekah

Flames

Yesterday afternoon my sister came home to a house full of flames. She and her children have lost everything to a house fire caused by faulty wiring. My family's heart is aching. I feel so sad for my nieces and nephew and for my sister. It is amazing that in one instant your life can be forever changed; altered. I cannot imagine the sense of helplessness they are all feeling. I am asking all of you to please pray for them.



If you are interested in donating any items (clothing or supplies) to my sister's family please respond to this blog, to my face book, or my email (rebekahrevels@yahoo.com) .



Her children are Jerrica, Ashlyn, and Stephen ages 15, 12, and 8.



Jerrica--size 9/10 (clothes) shoes size 8.5

Ashlyn--size 12 (clothes) size 5

Stephen--size 10 clothes

Janera--My sister--size 6/7 (clothes) shoe size 5.5/6

Any help would be greatly appreciated.

Thanks,
Rebekah

Going to the Chapel

I never imagined that the size and shape of a ivory pillar candle could make such a difference in my life. As the time for our wedding quickly approaches many emotions and overwhelming responses are tumbling from head, mouth, and heart. This past year has been unimaginable. I have discovered a deep sense of tolerance and patience. This day that means so much to me is quickly approaching but is only a semblance of the journey that lies ahead. Getting married is a life long commitment that has humbled me and helped me discover that often times the path that you feel is your chosen path is not at all. What lies ahead for my family is a road yet undiscovered but I am sure is full of promise and prosperity.