Wednesday, September 05, 2007
So there Tom and I were yesterday, at the computer, trying to discover a way for me to get to California. I think we considered everything except perhaps Mississippi river boat or oxen cart. I even thought of the time when good ol' Lucy and Ethel found a ride with a woman via the newspaper and they all thought each other was an axe murderer. heh.
Eventually, it all got to us. What with trains which leave at midnight from sleazy depots five cities away from us, to buses with six transfers and which leave at 6:00 in the morning from Oregon. And just the whole thought of myself, Mrs. Homebody Extraordinaire, traveling through the vast Midwest alone. So a couple arguments later (Tom kept trying to force me onto planes), we decided to go out for lunch at a recently discovered hole-in-the-wall 1920's cafe in our town, and that was pleasant. Refreshing. We could smile and joke around again.
Not wanting to return home, we drove to the next-town-over to see the movie, Mr. Bean's Vacation. Oh. My. Goodness. Exactly what the Doctor ordered! Within the first five minutes we laughed until the tears came. Then laughed some more. And some more. And came away feeling as though we'd been on the most relaxing vacation (to France, even!) ever. How true that laughter is the best medicine--but I've already blogged about that. A few times.
Anyway, this morning I read an email my sister sent last night--they're sending my dad home today(!). Seems there was minimal damage to his heart, beta blockers (and etc.) will help and if he takes better care of himself, he should be around a bit longer.
So I'm not currently planning to cross our Country alone and Tom and I will keep a Plan A and B in mind for the future so we can travel out there together at the right time.
And during all that planning yesterday--all that trying to jam and crash this square peg into a round hole--I recalled whole years I lived like that. How, if I followed Grace and Peace, it only happened by accident. And after feeling the ol' "let's make this happen, even if it doesn't feel right" thing yesterday, that's when we went to lunch. That's when we stopped what was not working... that which had no anointing or Grace or peace... and left it all alone, or rather, treated the unrest like a flashing red light on our dashboard, pulling over to locate the problem's source...
... and trusted that God knows what He's doing.
We needed to get back on board with Him... and over to the theater for a couple hours with Mr. Bean, who brought both laughter and the sun out once more.
I wanted to thank each of you who commented after my last post so much! Your words were encouraging, soothing and added Grace to my day. And my whole attitude. Thank-you. Thank-you. Thank-you.