A Taste of Tender Tennessee
Tonight we went to a small benefit concert for some Tennesseans who are preparing to go to the Dominican Republic. We were invited by a dear family, the Lees who we met last week through speech and debate.
It was a quaint country church, simple yet inviting. As I sat there listening to Eddy (Lee) share from his heart not just through his music but the introductions he gave to each of his songs. These songs were about his life, he was real and transparent. It was as intimate as being around a campfire or sitting in someone living room. I thought, we weren't invited to some benefit concert but to a chair at our Father's table and He had asked this dear brother to share: love, compassion, wonder and joy!!! I drank it in as one who had walked through the desert all day to get to this place.
Knoxville is in the foothills of the Smokey Mountains. When we walked out to the van to leave the sky was pink and purple, the sun was setting. Getting onto the main street none of us was prepared for the beauty we were about to behold.....words cannot describe it....Katie said, "Ahhh, I wish I had a camera......." "Wow....ahhhh.....wow.....I have never seen such a color" we were just in awe. The sky turned almost magenta but not quite......
Our quiet Tennessee evening was coming to a close. It started out real slow and the music was a gentle bluegrass/country (which is really outside my preferred genre) and we drove home through the hills under a breathtaking sky. Sounds like a great way to kick off our summer.