You never know the blessings that await you when you venture down a country road. I spent a lovely weekend roaming some of the loveliest back roads of Tennessee and Kentucky.
I spent Friday night with my sister, Jennifer, in Nashville. Our time together was so brief, it only made me long for another visit! Saturday morning I drove to the lovely town of Portland, Tenn., for a ladies day. I was eager to meet all the ladies of the Fountain Head Church of Christ, and I especially couldn't wait to visit with Mrs. Jewell Hearn, a longtime friend of the Lester family. My best girlfriend, Vonda, came down for the day, and I spent Saturday night with her in Kentucky. Although we had not seen each other for more than a year, Vonda and I picked right up as if no time had passed. And I enjoyed spending time with her husband, Mike, and their sweet little girl, Hannah.
This was a glorious weekend to celebrate sisters of all kinds -- family members bound since birth, longtime girlfriends, and new found friends. Different types of sisters, but all God given.
During the ladies day I was struck by the beautiful scene across the street from the church building. A weathered gray barn stood tall in a field of yellow, set against the backdrop of distant trees and a brilliant blue sky. Late in the afternoon, Vonda and I crossed the country road to get a better look. As we viewed the autumn splendor stretched out before us, I was reminded of the women my weekend celebrated -- vibrant, colorful, ever changing, and most of all, more beautiful with each passing season.
What a blessing it is to walk down a country road with your sister by your side.
