Speaking of staying, I am reminded of a conversation I had one day when I first moved off yonder to North Carolina. A co-worker was trying to explain to me the difference between a southerner from North Carolina and one from Alabama. “Around these parts people will say, ‘Where you stay?’ instead of asking ‘Where do you live?'”
Out in Oregon, if I asked somebody where they stayed they might mistake me for being nosy and tell me to mind my own business. People in Oregon think whose bed they sleep in is their own business.
Still, I chuckled when I came across a scripture that seems to me is surely proof that David had southern roots:
“But the Lord was my stay.” Psalm 18: 18
The next time somebody asks me where I stay, I’m going to answer I stay with God.