Back In Time

If you make it as far as my profile, you'll learn that one of my favorite movies of all time is "Trip to Bountiful." It's an independent film done on a low budget with wonderful acting, directing and horrible editing.

In that movie an older lady is trying to get back to her childhood home, a town called Bountiful. Her mean daughter-in-law prevents her, forcing the poor woman to stay home with her and her husband in a cramped, two-room apartment. But she escapes--buys a bus ticket, and the rest of the movie revolves around the trip back.

She gets to her beloved hometown to find it dead. No one is left. She looks through her house, and you can feel the eerie feeling you get when you walk through an abandoned homeplace--the memories are there, but the trappings are gone. Cobwebs and dust cover everything. No voices--just crickets, birds and memories.

So that's what it was like when I revisited this old blog. It's been years since I could get on -- I had forgotten my password, even. So -- I ran into A. last week, we talked of the old blog, and I determined to get back. Of course, it had that old, abandoned house feeling. The memories we shared, the voices -- and some rather nasty cobwebs.

In Bountiful, the woman entertains the idea of fixing the old place up and living there, but she knows she's too old and her heart is in bad shape, and so it's a pipe dream. It'll never happen. Well, I have entertained that thought here. I cleaned out the cobwebs--spam by the dozens--and even fixed up the place with a new template, and here I am blogging. Who knows? I haven't given up the idea. I may stay and blog. Ladies, if you still have your emails set to receive notice of a new blog, and if you've made your way here, would you care to join me? We no longer share a Bible study as we did, but we share many of the same things we always shared.

We've all done the things Mamaladybug said we'd do. She warned us that we'd grow up and fly the coop. I think maybe she thought we'd start Bible studies of our own, but instead we've followed our giftings and done some extroardinary things. I think it must have been hard for Mamaladybug to see us go, and yet she's got to be proud when she remembers where we all started. Hey, Mama--good job! Kudos! I'd have never done some of this stuff without the confidence you inspired and the grounding you provided.

If you guys want to report in, maybe we could start it like a family reunion. Where are you in your life? What's going on? How have the Selah Sisters affected you in the ministry you now do? Then, maybe we can take it from there.

I'll do my report in an upcoming blog, but first I'd like to say something to the cobwebs: :~?

Yes, we know we've got a great blog going here. Weird how you came back with such consistency, saying the same things over and over. No, we do not wish to participate in your home-based spamming pyramids. No, we don't want to purchase the various unwholesome products you've touted. And, no, we do not wish to grow back our hairlines. Not at this time, thank you. However, you won't see this little notice. Thanks to new settings you won't make your way in here, and good riddance. Have a nice day.

Okay, back to the Selah Sisters. My apologies to some of the nice blogs we linked to. The new template erased those settings, but I plan to get links back up for the best of them.