Lovely Days

My trip was a blessing. I mostly spent time with family, but got to see some others as well. Susie and I met at Nicholas's baseball practice Friday late afternoon and then we met Frederick at the Mexican resteraunt. Nicholas and I played some Mario at the house, then I went home.

I was so glad to be home, but I had such a strong sense of unrest. I was having a difficult time slowing down and passing on my burdens to the One who gives us peace. Here I was with so many things I wanted to do and people I wanted to see, not able to do it all on top of having been sick. All I wanted was some time to be quiet and rest. I had to laugh at my indecisiveness when Mom was leading a quiet day at her church. I decided to go and it was wonderful. The scripture from Isaiah- In repentance (returning) and rest is your salvation, in quietness and trust is your strength. Just what I needed. Then, Susie and I rode out to Kiawah together for a beautiful long walk on the beach with Grace. Oh, spoiled rotten, I am! It was so good to be out there, to be together, and to enjoy such beauty. I can't wait to go again. And Grace was wearing the Camp St. Christopher shirt I gave her. Such a cutie.

The family was a treat. Steak and cupcakes- yum! I got a large cooking pot which I needed and some other nice gifts. St. Andrews was as powerful as ever- worship, teaching, prayer, fellowship. All wonderful. Andolini's with Mikayla. Nap. Back to Wadmalaw for supper with Frederick and family with a visit to Robert and Lindsay on the way. I wish I had gone to St. Michael's for the night service, but I didn't.

And to finish up my time, a wonderful long walk on the golf course. I got to talk out loud. It was good. Mom and I walked around the block before that, which was such a treat. It was good to see everyone. Good to be home. Glad to be back.