Redemption – the act of being saved from sin, error or evil.
Theres a lot we could talk about regarding God’s redemption. But I want to tell you about this: vacation redemption. Because that is what I experienced last week.
Last year we ventured off on a 2 week Michigan road trip/lake vacation with a 7 week old.
And guess what?
It was a total disaster.
The baby wouldn’t sleep, not even a nap. I was experiencing extreme pre-daycare anxiety, I mean what kinda cruella-de-vil-mom sends her baby to daycare?! All this while being utterly dismayed that a new born could actually go all day without sleeping. Isn’t that against the law of how newborns work? Yes, we took him on stroller rides, car rides, rocked him, all to no avail. We had a grumpy baby and no reprieve.
Naturally, I was fearful about repeating this trip again. Ray is one now, but still historically travels like an overloaded washing machine gone off balance. I had a slight meltdown the night before we left and the hubs promised I could fly home early if needed. I was at peace with this option.
Redemption, though, the God kind and the vacation kind, doesn’t appear just everywhere. Its rare and unexpected. Its subtle, sneaking up on you like a rainbow or a sunset. When you do happen to be blessed enough to experience it, you bask in it. And thats what we did. I went to a local yoga class, wake boarded (with my hubby’s coaching), jet skied, boat rode, played catan, swung on the porch.
Ray napped twice a day and slept well almost every night. Thus my sanity stayed intact.
But mostly, I was grateful. Grateful for time with family and friends, to see God’s beauty, to experience such sweet redemption.
Cindy Creel says
Aww! What a sweet baby. Glad you had a good vacation.