We went on vacation a few weeks ago. Once a year, we return to Lake Winnepausaukee, New Hampshire for our annual family trek. It began when our children were small and it a tradition we continue to this day, with them now as adults and bringing their children.
For one week, we are right on the water, all in one house. It doesn’t matter if we even leave the property. Our goal is to be together, make memories and have fun.
Was it a perfect week? Well yes, and no.
But even with a few challenges from kids, and one person not feeling well for a few days, we still managed to have an imperfectly perfect week of vacation.
As I go back to look over my photos, I have wondered what to share. What does one say about a week held close to one’s heart?
I’m an early riser. It doesn’t matter where I am, those first hours of the morning are the minutes held dear. The first sunrise of the week held such promise. It brought the reminder of God’s grace, mercy, and faithfulness of the Lord to our family.
And then there were the skies at night which spoke peace and safety as the sun set and darkness settled in.
The days were filled with swimming, introductions to paddle boarding, and kayaking. One kayak was quite tipsy, which no one believed to be true. But photos prove that it leaned this way and that until it dumped its riders into the water.
There was a scenic railroad ride which went by several times a day. Wherever we were, at the scheduled time, we headed out to the water by swimming, or on the swim platform, or kayaks and shouted and pumped so the conductor would toot his horn and all the visitors would wave and shout back at us. It was a family highlight that sounds so silly but was enjoyed by us all – young and old.
Then there was the one night we had rain and God blessed us with a rainbow, stretched from one end to the other …
But it was the early morning times which filled my soul deeply as I took in the beauty the Creator put before me each day. Each day a testament to His creativity which He blessed us with day.
Trying to think of how to summarize all this vacation conveyed to my soul is nearly impossible. But this Scripture and song pretty much say it all:
“On the glorious splendor of Your majesty and on Your wonderful works, I will meditate. Men shall speak of the power of Your awesome acts, and I will tell of Your greatness. They shall eagerly utter the memory of Your abundant goodness and will shout joyfully of Your righteousness.” (Psalm 145:5-7, NASB)
This week I encourage you to visit these two posts:
- “The God Who makes the sun rise every day and Who has ordained that one season should follow another in unbroken rhythm has invited me into humdrum and repetitive tasks because, even in this, He is at work.”Â Read Michele Morin’s post, “There’s a Big Purpose Behind Every Small, Unseen Task” HERE.
- “As if embedded in their DNA, a daisy never fails in following the sun from sunrise to sunset, even on the cloudiest of days.” Read Donna Bucher’s post, “Embracing the Morning” HERE.
Come, sit a spell. Bring your coffee, your posts, and your thoughts. If you link up, kindly visit those who have drawn up a seat around you.
Train photos taken by my granddaughter, Sophia Coleman.
All others are my own.
Today I am joining … Recharge Wednesday .