We’re home after a fabulous few days away. We headed up the gorgeous Blue Ridge mountain range where we spent the weekend with an old friend of mine. We’ve been friends since we were fresh out of high school in South Africa, and now we both live here in America in neighboring states. It was so fun seeing her kids again and catching up on each other’s lives. Friends are such a blessing.
Getting up into the mountains and out of the inner city was so wonderful. We had the best time relaxing, canoeing, and eating good food. The weather was perfect and the kids had the best time. I forget how crazy it is packing up and heading out for a couple of days with nine people. We don’t do it very often, but when we do, it sure is an art to getting everything packed and into the car. Invariably something always gets forgotten. But that’s okay too.
Yesterday we rented a few kayaks and canoes and took a three-hour trip down the New River (that flows north–weird). Anthony stayed home and took care of the little ones so I could get out and have some fun (he’s so good like that). It was breathtakingly beautiful. We took turns floating in tubes, canoes and kayaks. It was so relaxing. Ever since I was little I have always loved being in water–so this was right up my alley. Only little problem was that I accidently dropped our little video camera (which was waterproof) into the river. The thing disappeared into the brown, murky water faster than I even knew what happend. One lost camera. Losing things is definitely a pain. But it’s all just stuff, isn’t it? I don’t care about stuff very much. It’s all just so temporary and the more we have, the more we want.
I don’t get in a tizzy when things get broken and lost. I always tell my kids that people matter more than stuff.
After I lost our camera I thought about a sweet couple we met earlier in the day at the cabins where we stayed. They saw our brood running around and came over to introduce themselves. They were “plain people,” as they called themselves. The man asked us, “Have you ever met plain people before?”
The Amish. We spent the longest time chatting with them. They were parents to six children and had gone away for the weekend to celebrate their wedding anniversary. As we chatted about family, their lifestyle, and their ways, I must admit that a part of me envied them. To live so simply must be freeing in a way. To go without so much of the stuff we’re bombarded with must be kind of nice. Yes, I do know that they have their issues too. Everyone does. There is just something about the simplicity of the way they live. Sometimes I think we live with way too much stuff.
I wanted to ask you if you would please pray for my hubby? A couple of weeks ago he had a nasty accident and had to be taken to the hospital via ambulance. It was so scary. The first time that has happened to either of us since we’ve been married. As a result of the accident, he has a fractured vertebrae which is causing him an enormous amount of pain. He is living on pain meds just to help him cope and get through his days. Doctors have told Anthony that the injury could take two months to heal. If his body does not heal itself, he will have to have surgery (something he obviously doesn’t want on his spine). So we’re trusting the HEALER to touch his back and heal that place that is so incredibly painful. We would so appreciate your prayers. Thanks! I feel so bad for him. Back pain is just awful.
Trusting the Father for a complete healing.
Okay, that’s it for now, friends. Time to go and unpack and do a hundred loads of laundry.
I’ll be back tomorrow with a fantastic giveway–a sweet blessing for one of you. You’re going to love it. (Well, you KNOW it’s not our video camera!)
Be blessed in all you do.