Pain, Patience and Progress!

I’m peculiar, it’s true.  Change is difficult for me, but when change is necessary I’d prefer it happen quick.  Maybe it’s akin to pulling off a band-aid quickly, who knows.  Clearly I’m a work in progress!

On Monday we visited Absecon Lighthouse in New Jersey.  I anticipated reaching the top and enjoying the view.  228 steps to the top, a great learning opportunity on our mini-vacation.   On the other hand, climbing 228 steep steps is no easy feat turns out.  Can you say thighs burning?!   I was NEVER more glad for landings in my life.  Every 20 steps or so there’s a landing with a window sill and historical information about the lighthouse.  I blew past the first one because I was on a mission to get to the top.  By the second landing I suddenly became very interested in those historical facts.  Hah!  My thighs were screaming!  Although I looked forward to reaching the top and seeing the sights, I appreciated the opportunity to pause and recover along the way.  It reminded me that some journeys, especially those next level ones, require time AND endurance.  The times of decreased activity along the way seem like setbacks, but are actually blessings.  Those pauses renew the strength I need to ascend.

Given when you reach the top.
Given when you reach the top.

We all made it to the top (even my five-year old…go girl!) and received a token to mark our experience.  I have an additional memento, my thighs are still sore. Apparently my workouts haven’t addressed as much of my quads as I thought!  On my next vertical climb, maybe I’ll take even more time to smell the roses!


And let us not grow weary while doing good, for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart.  Galatians 6:9

Family Fun Time

Delight yourself also in the Lord, And He shall give you the desires of your heart.
Psalm 37:4

It started with dinner at IHOP last night.  It’s an annual tradition dating back to my oldest starting Kindergarten, since we don’t do Halloween.  This morning we split into groups: hubby and the boys went to a family friend’s playoff football game; the little lady and I went shopping followed by lunch.

The funny thing is that was not my plan at all.  Saturday is my usual “me” day when I do my thing…SOLO.  I’m rather fond of Saturdays so when my daughter asked 3 days ago when we were going to split up into guys and gals, I blew her off with a “we’ll see.”  I told you I’m serious about those few hours of solitude per week!  She even followed up by asking if it could be this weekend.

Well my husband tells me at dinner last night he’s taking the boys to the game and asked if he would have little miss as well.  Laughing to myself, I said she’d hang with me for a bit.  Can you say, “Excited?”  She could!  On our way out, I asked her if she realized what she hoped for came to be.  She beamed.

“Did you ask Jesus to make it happen?”
She sincerely replied, “No.”
“Isn’t Jesus sweet to give you your heart’s desire, and you didn’t even ask Him?”
“Yeah, He’s so cool!

I love opportunities to remind my children they have a relationship with the Living God, not a religion.