I was in Academy (a sports store near where I live) the other day and was looking at shoes. I was wearing my Macinac Island shirt and a man walked by and said "I've been there!". The conversation continued to inform us that he had lived in Michigan but had lived in Arkansas for 30 years. I could still hear his Northern accent but noticed more dominantly his southern openness and kindness.
I guess people down here have just encouraged me so much. Not that Northerners aren't friendly, but meeting random ones on the street you won't really get a conversation. Up there, you get where you're going without pausing for interrupting people more often than not. If you bump into someone at the grocery store I've experienced a few deathly glares up there. But down here, I've had mostly "Oh, sorry sweetheart." or "Oh, I'm so sorry sugar." People are just so.. warm. And I don't mean that in the ew gross you peed yourself kind of way. :)
The suffering won't last forever. It won't be long before this generous God who has great plans for us in Christ-eternal and glorious plans they are-will have you put together and on your feet for good. He gets the last word; yes, He does. - 1 Peter 5:10&11
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