Looking for a new land

Everyone wants to go to a new land. Everyone.
There has to be more than the hoedrum of life.
Love becomes stale, hearts become hard,
The choice: to have a heart like a child, or weeds of life worries,& of heart aches.
and a friends tell friends they are repenting from backsliding,
because some how busieness cammofolged a loss of first love
and the crazy actions that come with first love kind of logic.
and you and i are left with our hearts in our hands crying out
for softness to replace bitterness,
for faith logic to replace wordly wisdom,
& for love to replace habit & systemmatic expectations.

Then Out of the blue, proverbs becomes, not a book of external expectations,but of inner realities that express themselves outwardly.
The Book of Daniel, though filled with confussing escatology, Turns up to have hidden jems, that are beautiful and insighful, enough to make you stop, because you have to read it again,
and this time, maybe you will read them out loud.

And in the midst of it all an idea comes, to take someone else to a new land.
and so with my heart in my hands, and more excitement than i have had in a while, i go on an excurssion, to turn into beauty that which has become mundain.
Candle holders-sister in law has those, Candles & Mirrors & Music-me, silk from Cambodia-Nextdoor neighbor, New dress for less than $15-walmart. Turning my ugly basment into a beautiful candlelit, India-style dinning & sleeping room for the week...Fantastic! So in a way, I took my husband on vactaion this week...For less than dinner at a restaurant costs.
(And the spiders didn't really bother us too much either...though i did have to kill one.)