Be careful what you wish for
’cause you just may realize
the very thing that you desire
may be your slow demise
Silence can be golden
But when found, I quickly see
the thing I truly long for
is fellowship with family
My husband asked me after church what I’d like to do with the rest of our day.. Mother’s Day. Honestly, I didn’t want to do anything. He had been away for a week with work, had just returned that morning, and I was simply relieved that he was home.
“My plan is to have no plan!” I told him.
I have found through the years that having a “plan” often leads to disappointment. Because when you have a “plan”, there’s always a chance for it to change. And then our “plans” don’t always live up to our expectations. So, to avoid disappointment, I like to throw caution to the wind and leave all the big plans to the Big Man upstairs- and then to my husband for the other things.
So after lunch in town we headed home.
“What would you really like to do today?” my husband asks me.
And the first thing I thought of was walking the Monticello Trail- a beautiful (almost) 4 mile hike near the historic home of Thomas Jefferson.
“Well, you know the kids won’t want to do that!” He says as he smiles. “Why don’t you just go by yourself?”
And that’s what I did.
I find myself longing for quiet. That is always the first thing that comes to mind when asked what I would like to do- anything that gives me peace and quiet. It doesn’t really matter what it is- I want to be alone with my thoughts so I can think. Sometimes the noises of life take over my brain and I can’t seem to quiet them long enough to have a complete thought.
So I got myself ready and drove to the trail. The sky was brilliant blue, and the weather perfect. As I walked, I saw young mommas with babies… older mommas with their big kids… husbands and wives holding hands as they strolled along…families laying on blankets reading books, throwing frisbees… it seemed that everyone I saw was with their loved ones.
And here I was, FINALLY alone… with my thoughts…
And all I could think about was my family- spending the previous day with my mom and granny. We didn’t do anything special- but we were together.
And I remembered all the times I brought the girls as babies to this very trail… and huffed and puffed as I pushed one in a stroller and carried the other in a backpack. It was tough, but the accomplishment was amazing! We were making memories.
I remembered one of the early dates my husband and I had when we went to Williamsburg. We packed a picnic lunch and walked the beautiful lawn of William and Mary. Learning about one another and experiencing the beauty of His creation- together!
And all I could think about was getting back to my husband…and my girls…and holding his hand…
I walked to the top of the trail and snapped that picture of the mountain. But what I wanted more than anything was for someone to be there to share it with me. My husband, my girls, a friend…anyone that I love!
Because all that really matters in life is our relationships. With Jesus, our spouses, children, parents, friends…
And as I began to head back down the trail, I picked up my pace. My speed-walk turned into a jog…and then I began to run faster and faster…because I couldn’t wait to get back home to the ones I love the most.
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love.
But the greatest of these is love. 1 Corinthians 13:13