Seven Days

I am not even sure I know where to start for this post.

I have seven days all to myself.

My husband and daughter (this is her very first time in the mission field, so I have to confess to being a bit anxious) have departed for the mission field in Mexico. I found that the first few hours were a bit nerve wracking until I returned home for running errands to find a message on the machine that they had arrived in Texas and were awaiting their connecting flight. My anxiety level was lessened with the knowledge that they were half way to their destination.

But travel anxiety aside, I am now faced with a unique opportunity. I have my house all to myself for seven whole days. The hugeness of this concept has not fully made its way into my brain as of yet.

I stopped at the grocery store and picked up a couple of DVD’s, I actually got to pick a movie that I wanted to see. I shopped for food that required minimal preparation insuring that I could quite possibly not cook for the week as well.

I have a sufficient stack of paper plates insuring that I could quite possibly go the entire week without having to wash any dishes. I cleaned the house yesterday and caught up on the laundry so my week is…….all mine.

I don’t think I know how to act.

My husband asked me “When was the last time that you were alone for an entire week?” I pondered this for several moments. I thought about this, the real answer is quite possibly thirteen years.

The concept of having an entire week to myself is a bit overwhelming.

What will the week bring?


What will I do with my time?

What insight does God have waiting to reveal?

It suddenly dawns on me that I will not run out of hot water once this week? That means I can fill up my garden tub without running out of hot water. I could do this everyday? I am drunk with the possibilities.

I have to share that I am looking forward to having a moment, an hour, a day, a week to myself.

WOW!