The way God wants us to live

This entry goes back a few weeks to my little vacation in Indiana. First off you may ask why Indiana for vacation? Indiana is where I was born and even though I only actually lived there as an infant somehow the place has gotten into my blood. I love to go to that log cabin as much as I do the beach. The rolling surf and the waving corn stalks are about equal for me.
Here is the real reason though - I'm pretty sure, but it is up for debate, that God meant us to live more like they do in Indiana then the busy east coast. I love to drive through the small towns that make up Decatur County. As you drive through small places that have a general store, a gas station, maybe a little resturant, and some ball fields you see something beautiful. Everyone knows each other, grandparents that live a few doors down swim in above ground pools with their grandkids. Farmers walk around talking about the weather and asking each other if they need any help. Houses are nice and simple with a front and a back yard. I don't know, I just love it. I will visit NY city and enjoy it for a day or two but then it feels like the whole place is tottering on choas and I've got to get out. The Indiana way of living is stable and built to last forever. In fact isn't that the way we always used to live: small communites surrounded by farms? I do think it is the way God wants us to live.