We made it home tonight at a good hour.
On our travels, I met Shelley for the first time and had a lovely visit (although probably about two hours too short! I was sad to say goodbye when we were just getting started.)
We also stopped at Morning Star Baptist Church on our way out and got to see Joy, Bob, and his wife Jennie. I would love to get to know Jennie better. I’m sad we had to rush to get home.
It’s the result of a delightful combination of God’s Family and the Internet that we can fellowship in this way.
We emphasized serving one another during our vacation, and it was fun to see the children get excited about serving their grandparents. “I’m so happy you are serving others” isn’t an insult, but it feels odd to say in our American culture of “me first.” Shows how much more I need the cleansing power of God and His Word.
On the way home, I noticed that one of our children was having a very hard time obeying. I don’t know if I missed it while at Grandma’s house, or if it just happened in the car. When I mentioned this to Lee last night, he cheerfully said, The blessing is that parenting isn’t by days; it’s by weeks and months and years.
Oh my word, you guys were in Rockford? I wish I had known. We live like two blocks from Morning Star!
I completely forgot you were in Rockford, Nicole. I would have said something. 🙁 Although we drove in that morning from Watertown and had to leave pretty much right after church because we were already scheduled to stop at one in the morning at our hotel in Oklahoma. It was way too fast. We’ll be in Indianapolis next spring for a pediatrics conference for Lee, and I’ll have a lot of free time. Maybe we can meet halfway and get together then.
It’s no biggie, but I am amazed at times how small of a world it truly is.