Our family has been on a sort of vacation for exactly one month. Sure, we’ve been busy with school for Lucy and much to do here and there and we certainly haven’t had a vacation from reality– but just the same, we’ve been together. Alot. And it has been nice.
And though I know this is not the sort of ideal situation that people seek out, I’m so grateful for all it’s been.
There has been stress (a plenty) but there has also been an abundance of time to just stop and watch God work. Moments to rejoice. And breathe in the fresh air of His provision.
There have been long mornings with homemade breakfasts, just because we have time. Coffee drank from a mug, instead of a travel cup– because after all, no one has to shoot out the door at 7:30am.
There have been mid morning swing set dates between the Daddy and his daughters. A slower pace has healed our hearts of a bit too much busyness.
It’s been He and I and those two littles, most of every single day. Cuddling and playing and running and mess-making. Our house has been 75% more prone to dirt–because we are all IN it at once. I’m going to miss that.
There has been a quiet peace in our house. A peace that certainly bewildered us at times. A peace that quietly whispered of HIS control and not ours. This peace has turned what would have been an otherwise horrible month into one I will always treasure. Though we definitely had our share of frustration, fear and confusion in the beginning, the overarching theme of this time has been GRACE. The grace of God to so lovingly care for us. The gracious generosity of others, (so many others!) to sacrifice in order to minister to our family in many ways.
Not only our hearts have changed over these last few weeks. The weather has moved from the awkward stifling end of September to the beautiful crispness of a genuine Autumn. As we’ve witnessed our patchy lawn be covered by buckets and buckets of brightly colored leaves, I’ve been reminded that one season has to end before another can properly begin. As we’ve officially packed away our summer shorts and begun to add the step of buttoning little coat buttons before we leave the house, I know– Something else is on the way.
There is a definite change in the air. And it’s isn’t just the sudden need for closed-toe shoes and longer sleeves. The cooler weather is refreshing. The time change is exhilarating with it’s earlier sunrise. But more than all this, We trust and HOPE that God is at work. We see Him working in our lives. In our family. And we just know. We can feel it. But more than that, we trust in the truth of His words.
“See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.” Isaiah 43:19 (This verse has been popping up for me, for over a month now. I love the hope that it reminds us of. The hope that God is working, even when we do not know or see the outcome.) HE IS FAITHFUL!!!