This week has been unbelievable, one gift after another. I spent time with teenage girls. I had pizza and salad with a friend. I spent time with town kiddos. I had Sunday dinner with his parents and a weeknight dinner with mine. I sat in a graveyard in the sun with no one but God and my thoughts. I had lunch with my mom and husband and brother. I had tea and cranberry scones with another friend. I walked the dam and ate ice cream with my church ladies.
And this morning as I prepared to go for a coffee date with my husband, our babysitter showed up at the door and I learned that our “date” was her brainchild… That she had come prepared to give me six hours of solitude. That I could start the day with coffee with my husband, and the rest of the time was my own. That she had packed a backpack with everything I would need.
A water bottle
A warm thick blanket
A beautiful blank journal
An iPod with headphones
A pen, pencil, and eraser
Lunch and coffee money
She made me leave her a task list of what I want done today. She brought a stack of books to read to my preschooler in my absence. I started crying.
I am sitting in a library looking out at the mist, silence humming around me. I have never been so rich.
How has Jesus met you in His people?