It's that moment when you're driving down a dirt road and look up to a massive stretch of mountains before your eyes...That moment when you first step outside in the morning to fresh, crisp air. It's the fragrances of greasewood, dirt and cedar that are consistently intoxicating....the lush green landscape and joyful hearts, after even the lightest rain, because of months of drought and prayer. It's the people who come together, rain or shine, to support and love those in the community...The ability to pull together a wedding or funeral with little notice and limited resources. It's the inability to not see the mighty hand of a generous and gracious God.
These are the reasons I love Marfa and the nearby communities. These are the reasons that the West Texas landscape, people and way of life have tugged on my heart for nearly 24 years.
Well, the waiting is over. I am finally able to give into the magnetic pull that Marfa has had on my mind, body and heart. In 3 weeks, I get to truly call Marfa home. Watch out world - good good things are happening.
xoxo, ac.
