I was so excited to get to go on a second honeymoon with Dan over the weekend. We had originally talked about going to Colorado for our actual honeymoon, but for whatever reason we didn't go.
While at the airport getting ready to leave, there were a group of Muslims sitting across the way from us. It was a group of four young men, one young lady and an older man. At one point I happen to look across and notice the older man take off his shoes, turn his body to the setting sun, begin to pray and bow, right there in his seat. It got me thinking about the fact that he didn't care that he was in an airport filled with hundreds of people and several surrounding him, but he was going to stop and pray no matter what. He didn't care who was watching. It made me think about myself and my relationship with Christ. Was I willing to worship, no matter who was watching or around me? Was I willing to stop what I was doing to pray? As I thought about it longer and looked deep in my heart, I found the answer was no. Me, a christian for most my life, not willing to worship no matter what. Really?
As part of my life changing, one of the things I want to do is a daily devotion. Read the word and pray, everyday, no matter what. I have always struggled to find the time to do this. OK TAKE the time to do it. Not anymore though, I am going to MAKE time for GOD. How can I expect God to take time to for me, when I fail to take time for him....
Looking at the mountains and all the beauty around me was so awe inspiring. I found myself singing "How great is our God, sing with me how great is our God, All will see how great, how great is our God" over and over in my head as we drove through the mountains. It was just more beautiful than I could have imagined. Just breath taking!
While I was gone I got word that my grandma was sick and admitted to the hospital. They thought she was having a heart attack. Everything ended up OK, but it was very hard being so far away. Especially since I am her #1 granddaughter, both in birth order and in her heart. (Let's keep this a secret though, because the other girls don't know I'm #1). I wanted to call her, but knew that I would not be able to keep it together to talk to her, so I didn't. On Sunday once I knew she was OK I called, we chatted and I apologized for not calling and explained why I hadn't. She understood, like the wonderful grandma that she is would!
As beautiful as the mountains were. As wonderful as a time Dan and I were having. As much as I needed a break from being mommy. I still missed home and my kids. I won't ever get how someone could walk away from their kids, because after three days away from them, I could NOT wait to see them. I missed Noah making two goals at his hockey game. I missed Josie yelling, "mom... mom.. mom..mom...mom...mom", "hi". I missed Maxx's electric smile. I even missed my bed.
Having to come home two days before Dan and not having him around was not something I was looking forward to. I never sleep well without him by my side. It's just nice to know that if the kids gang up on me, he is there to bail me out, but I have to say the kids were GREAT!! Noah was such a huge help! He wasn't any trouble, and was happy to help. Maxx and Josie were, like always, a handful, but Noah helped make it all better when he came home from school.
Dan is on his way home now and will be here in a few hours. I will be soo glad to give him a huge hug and have The Pingel Five back together again.
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