Where The Journey Began

I haven’t written much lately. For a few years my writing has been sporadic at best. Not for lack of anything to say, actually the opposite. Sometimes I feel like I have so much to express that the words get all tangled and twisted around in my head and I don’t even know how to put them in some sort of form that makes rational sense to the rest of the world. Maybe some fragments the lives we lead are simply meant to be experienced and understood by us alone. I have been allowing time for that.

But over the past couple of years in particular I’ve been on sort of personal journey; a journey that has been slowly changing me – mostly in good ways. Some days I look at myself in the mirror and still see the same woman I was years ago, and yet so much inside isn’t the same at all. I see and feel life differently. Maybe it’s the natural maturity that comes with age, maybe it’s loss, maybe it’s the way that we make mistakes and then grow and learn from them, maybe it’s grace. I think it’s a combination of them all.

Still though, for me – mostly it’s been grace.

I saw it

I felt it

I breathed it in

I experienced it

I received it

I lived it.

Grace changes everything – mostly it changed me.

I don’t see anything the same as before.

Grace made everything more beautiful





When the tender flow of grace entwines itself around the complexities of our souls – everything in life beams with more color, dances with more rhythm and sings out more beautifully than before.

Things we deemed important suddenly lose their luster while things we never noticed before cause us to pause with delight and wonder.

This grace isn’t only the first grace that came when perfect blood was spilled out to redeem fallen man,

but the again grace born out of that first grace.

The grace that comes when it’s no longer just a concept based on family faith

But the kind that comes to us again in human form, the kind that we can taste and see and touch and feel

The grace that pursues us when we are running away

That comes to us when we are the most unloveable

The grace that embraces us when we’ve ruined everything

That picks us up, cleanses us and takes us back again as if nothing had ever gone wrong.

The grace that chooses mercy over justice.

If you had been given a priceless heirloom diamond ring that meant everything to you, and one day it happened to slip off of your finger and into the mud – you wouldn’t just look down at it and say to yourself, “Oh well, it’s ruined now and walk away.” But rather you would bend down, pick it up, clean it up again and slip the ring back on your finger as if it had been before. That is what grace does.     ~Anthony Rowell

I heard it in his words, saw it in his eyes and felt it in his tender embrace.

In my unfaithfulness and my running the other way, those were the exact words of truth that would stop me in my tracks, turn me around, change my heart

And eventually my life.

I literally can’t get over it.

It became my priceless gift that I am compelled to give out to others, over and over again without end.

That was the tangible again grace that set my heart and then entire life on a new journey.

One marked by truth tangled up with grace.

This is the stuff that a free life is made of.

Grace is where the journey begins.

I will be writing more of the brand new journey on the horizon for our little family very soon. We hope you will follow along with us as our lives together take a whole new direction!

About Rachel Rowell

A true southern gal at heart, Rachel was raised and lives in the deep south and spends her days raising her own babies, writing, making music, reading out on the front porch, and cooking supper for her family to sit around the table and enjoy together at nights! Her ultimate girlhood dream was to raise a family in a house just like "Anne of Green Gables" and now she is living her dream and inspiring others along the way.

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5 Responses to Where The Journey Began

  1. WagginTailsRV July 12, 2013 at 12:13 am #

    I would like to read the text of this blog posting for our Sunday Devotional message this week. I lead a Camper’s Church group at the RV park where we work.

    • Rachel Rowell July 12, 2013 at 1:02 pm #

      Absolutely! I would be so honored for you to use it. Thanks so much for stopping by! 🙂

      Blessings to you.

  2. Faith Glidden July 12, 2013 at 6:46 pm #

    Wow beutiful I love your blog I subscribed

  3. Kelly Douglas July 15, 2013 at 2:50 pm #

    where did you take that picture? Good luck to you on your adventure!!

  4. Kari Sioux Tewksbury September 19, 2013 at 8:27 pm #

    As a Full Time RV’er of over 24yrs. Reading your blog was…interesting. You have a lovely unit, (RV).

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