This last Saturday I woke up with all sorts of exciting images and ideas in my head. I thought my husband and I would head two to three hours east to the Bavarian village here in Washington. I thought we would then go on to swim in a mountain enclosed lake in the area. In the end, I imagined we would have slipped into an affordable hotel in the area for the evening… resuming our adventures on Sunday. I was hoping to capture photographs of the beautiful scenery there. I was hoping to explore an overwhelmingly gorgeous countryside with a grand smile on my face for two days.
Reality bit me! You heard it here first: Things don’t always go your way.
As it turns out, my husband and I had a grand miscommunication the night before. He seemingly did not understand what we were going to do. I was making out of this world plans. Meanwhile, he was very unaware of the grand picture I was painting. Very honestly friends, this last Saturday held a great deal of disappointment. I knew I wanted a wonderful and magnificent weekend escape. He realized less. Discussion revealed that this trip would have been too much for him this weekend. We do indeed have some stressful situations on our hands lately. Yet as it turns out, it would have been too much for me too. My pregnancy suddenly had me feeling wiped out by the later hours of that day. I did not even feel comfortable walking in the end. I simply felt faint.
So what did I do? Well honestly, I may or may not have pouted at least for a little bit. I felt a bit emotional because I truly wanted a getaway. I have felt swamped lately and thought it would help. I also temporarily felt angry that my husband was not compliant and willing to do what would make me happy. That is the simplest way to truthfully relay the situation. I wanted what I wanted. He was in my way! Why wasn’t he being compliant and wanting exactly what I wanted? Yet I killed that negative attitude. I tried to keep my mind on Jesus through my troublesome thoughts and feelings.
I figured some things out that day. My mindset and mentality on that day was toxic in the beginning. It was all about me. I needed to go. I needed gratification. I needed complete compliance from my spouse. It had to be one hundred miles away. There was an issue there. Furthermore, an escape doesn’t actually set you free from anything. An escape is not the source of peace. That’s God’s territory. I think maybe this is why I did not need to go out of town this weekend. I needed a fresh reminder as to who is the boss of peace. I was letting desire get to my head.
As it turns out, we spent half of our day working out our thoughts and feelings on various issues and topics. I feel confident that we understand each other’s most recent needs and concerns better now. After our talk was concluded, it was time to eat before the child inside of me decided to start digging his or her way out. We decided to run through Popeyes.
Next, I let Angel take us to the place he wanted to go. I told him that I did not want to be the boss anymore for the day. Well, he took us to the one of the lovely beaches a few miles from where we live. I assure you that the weather was fantastic. The temperature was phenomenal and the sky was clear. Aurora ran barefoot along the shore giggling and shrieking for an hour. We held little crabs. We collected neat rocks and shells. We took gorgeous photos together. We had such an incredible day together. I truly do not think there was any better way to spend today.
We drove around for a while after that. Next, we grabbed a coffee from our favorite place. Then we headed home. Angel finished the day tinkering on the car. I finished the day resting, because it turned out that I desperately needed it.
In conclusion, I am glad that we did not go out of town. Saturday was not the best time for us to go. I think God knew what was best for us. I am thankful for the time we enjoyed this weekend. The memory of that day will forever remain special to me. I continue to look at our precious photos even today. Additionally, if we had went out of town we would have missed church on Sunday. This past service was such beautiful teaching. It was all about the Father for Father’s Day, of course. It was a special day. My heart and mind was blessed throughout the entire weekend. Things will not always go my way, and sometimes that is because something better will take place. God is good.
Happy Father’s Day to our great Father!
A picture from a book of one hundred illustrated Bible verses that I discovered: