Be Still and Know...Then and Now

Day three unfolded the same as the day before. After breakfast, we headed down to the beacht. However after a few minutes..... ...we began to notice some very looming dark clouds off in the distance. We were able to get in a few hours of beach time before the dark clouds lumbered in. We had to rapidly pack up and race back to the condo before the thunder and lightning hit. God is good and the thunderstorm did not last very long. Our evening cocktail and stroll was just gorgeous! I was again basking in the solitude of the beach! Is this not gorgeous, I keep using that word! Outstanding, spectacular, breathtaking, amazing..... Meanwhile back at the condo...I had a few minor issues with the refrigerator. The setting was a bit off and several things froze. The strawberries I had brought with me.....FROZE SOLID! I was regretfully forced to alter my menu and suffer through a frozen strawberry cocktail while we relaxed after our evening stroll! Oh woe is

Day Two.... After a wonderful nights sleep, we hit the beach after breakfast. I had been looking forward to sinking my toes down into the sand for so long. I was good y'all! In a perfect world, our condo would have been just a few steps away from the beach. However, due to circumstances beyond our control (conflicts on the Hubs office calendar, we had to adjust our dates to accommodate his work schedule) plus, the place we had originally wanted to stay at was no longer available for the new dates we needed. There were also some financial constraints (I don't know about y'all, but that money tree in the backyard just isn't producing like it is supposed to!) So ya make adjustments and move forward. Our condo was about a 5 to 10-minute walk to the beach, not perfect, but it was still the beach. My saving grace was the clubhouse and pool. Once set up at the beach it was a very short walk up to the pool and restroom. I could lounge to my hearts content and then hea

Is there such a thing as a vacay drive happening in this day and age without having some sort of traffic jam? Not on a Georgia highway, that's for sure! I love my husband but sitting in traffic seems to push him to the limits of his Christian charity. it did not last too long.... We began our trip with full confidence that the GPS had us safely in hand. At about the mid-point in our trip, we began to wonder.  Were we headed to the beach or had the mysterious voice in our GPS taken control and decided that the middle of nowhere was a more desirable destination. We were traveling down lonely roads with no other cars in sight in some unknown rural part of Alabama. The roadside was a sea of tall scrub pines, the very picture of a scene from the walking dead.  I kept an eye out for the possibility of the zombie apocalypse, cause if we never returned nobody would ever be able to find us. I was thankful that we did have a cooler full of vacay food in the very real event

For the few of you who still read my blog, the Girlchild made it home safely from the beach. Momma, made it through on her knees, but I made it through. The one fact remains steadfast, there is no problem that prayer can not soften, I could not actually know what she was doing, I had to trust in the foundations we have laid for, the foundation she has taken up for herself. God is good and a steady stream of conversation with the creator kept my head from exploding, my accountability sisters were awesome as well. I don't know what I would do without those women in my life!!! FOR REELZ! Life is funny, I am convinced that God has a wonderfully sharp sense of humor. No sooner does the girlchild make it home safely from her first unsupervised vacay, what do we do???? We promptly head out leaving her all by her lonesome while we enjoyed some down time, some much needed down time in fact. So I switch from concern over her being at the beach unsupervised to worries about her having

Sooooooo it's been a different kind of week for me. As a mom, I have those moments when I am stuck in worry and concern. The rational side of my brain tells me to let go and let God handle things. That would be the smart thing to do. Me and smart have a love hate relationship! It was another maternal milestone, watching my daughter drive down the street heading for her first vacation...without ME! She and three of her friends headed to the beach. She worked hard all year long, ended the semester with a 4.0 and working diligently saving her paycheck. Yet, for as hard as she worked, the momma in me wanted to throw myself on the hood of the car and scream "DON'T LEAVE ME! " I was good, I was a grown up, I did snap a picture of her car, licence plate and student parking pass (while she wasn't looking ) because, yes I need to recognize that my little girl really isn't my little girl anymore, but flashes of the nightly news are very real.