If my life could be summed up, it would be like the wind-one day calm, tinkling the chimes, and the next day wrapped up in the vortex of a tornado. Some days I am really surprised I make it through dodging the debris and trash thrown my way. The other days, the minutes flow by with smooth grace. The moments bring joy and smiles.

I am Southern, all the good and the bad that comes with it. I have been since day one. My Irish and English families settled by way of the southern routes on the east coast, both calling home to middle Tennessee. I was born in a small middle Tennessee town. I have a “drawl” that no college speech class could ever get rid of.

I love cooking with butter, flower gardens that have scents you could smell miles away, tea and lemon, and I have a deep belief in the soul and a divine being.

When we start describing a Christian, there are many “words” used. Very much the same as describing a southerner, some are what are considered good and some are not so good. I am a Christian, at least from my own mind and perspective. I pray, I love, I sin, I love God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit, and I try to be the ”good” person as described in this world. This may seem vague to some, but I have found that as I journey on, the vagueness is what makes God so absolute and real.

We all go into those vague areas of our lives. Sometimes we are in the middle of supportive people and sometimes we are not. It really doesn’t matter the company we are in or where we are physically or emotionally. What really matters is that we are living! This is why I invite you to experience that season wherever you are and nourish your soul with hope. These are not writings about just the South or religion. They are writings about memories of life through my mind. The writings are meant to inspire you, encourage you, and celebrate creativity as we experience the journey through the written word. Find the reason to celebrate life in every season you experience!

Living through our seasons-experiencing life-experiencing the season of our souls!

Pleasant words are like a honeycomb, sweet to the soul and healing to the bones. Proverbs 16:24

Rennae Chapman