Divorce is never good, never easy, and this one was no exception.  I was pretty wrecked.  Not as wrecked as divorce number 1, but still not good. I felt I needed a change of scenery and to be away from the hustle and bustle of life. I was able to find the cheapest, lowest affordable rent on Turkey Point Island. This is a nice, out of the way, small and quiet community.  It was perfect!

Work was going OK. My son had moved back to live with his mom, so I just had me and my dog for the time being.  It was a great place to regroup and get my feet back on the ground.

During my second marriage I had been feeling this tug on my heart.  Looking back now, I know Who it was, but when I was in the thick of it, marriage, life, hearing this whispers, I had no clue it was God calling my heart.

I studied quite a few different philosophies, religions, ideologies, looking for something to resonate with my heart.

Christianity was the one that filled the void, but it surely took a long time.  I haphazardly checked out some churches, but I was still distracted with life, but then there were, are, those whispers.

The best scripture I can relate this to is Elijah’s journey up the mountain of God.

See 1 Kings 19