Sunday Sentiments

 

I still have more stories to tell you from our trip, but today I want to tell you about the gift God gave us when we came home.

I don't know if there is such a thing as a perfect vacation, but if there is, we enjoyed it this month. Not one drop of rain fell on us during a non-driving moment. Most of our plans were outside, and it feels to me rather unheard of to go that long without some sort of plan being interrupted by rain. 

We made so many memories during our time off. We rested. We dreamed. We had 1905 pictures' worth of fun.

We marveled at how well everything went. 

And then we pulled into the parking lot at WillowBridge. We slid out of our seats, bodies numb from the last miles of travel. Rob came running out the side door of the building to welcome us back, and that in itself was a full-circle moment for us. We had realized as we rolled into Grabill that the day we came home fell on the one year anniversary of the day we interviewed for this job. 

In the span of one year, we came into town wondering if this would be our next home and if the job ahead of us would become ours...and then we returned from vacation to that very home and job.

As we talked to Rob about the joy of our time away, we glanced down to discover Abby was missing a hubcap and had a flat tire.

All those miles...and the tire went flat in our own parking lot. 

Ryan went back to look for the hubcap but never found it. But the service guy who came the next day to remove the tire said it all happened at the very end of the trip. 

Many things on this trip took my breath away. God and I had so many moments of joy together. But not much grabbed hold of my soul like the wonder of discovering we made it all the way home before something went wrong.

It felt like the final gift of a wildly generous vacation, and I am still marveling at the whole thing.

Every now and then, my heart needs a boost...a reminder that God is in the details. I'm so thankful for this one!