We went through fire and through water;
But You brought us out to rich fulfillment.
Ps 66:12
This is the verse I read yesterday that jumped out as a summary of where we are now. On May 9th, Scott and I reached the milestone of 25 years of marriage. And in the midst of a post-call stupor we worked and taught and cheered and cooked and packed, and then got up at 4:30 the next morning to travel to the Seychelles. For a week. Of RICH FULFILLMENT.
The taxi crawled cautiously through dangerous pre-dawn fog along the escarpment, but we made it. Sabbath is a holy principle, and the world resists it. Like the children of Israel trying to go to the dessert to worship, it was a veritable exodus to get released from work, tasks, worries, responsibilities, good things that can consume, and break away. But Scott wisely made these plans months ago, and our generous parents gifted us with some extra money, and our helpful team mate Karen came to look after the kids, and our Kijabe colleagues pitched in to work extra hard, and somehow we found ourselves temporarily in Paradise.
Sun, a warm ocean of clear turquoise, birds, sand, pools. Plates of gourmet food, stars, music. Lush jungle, a clean room. Space and quiet and privacy and companionship. Remembering that we were made for relationship, for Eden, and it is good and right to celebrate 25 years with a once-in-a-lifetime trip to an equatorial island. We are healing, resting, and leaving behind the rest of life for a week.
Prayers for renewal are appreciated, as well as for Karen who is serving our family by staying with the kids. Thanking God today for 25 years of fire and water that make this rich fulfillment all the more glorious. There is no one else I'd rather be here with, for life.
But You brought us out to rich fulfillment.
Ps 66:12
This is the verse I read yesterday that jumped out as a summary of where we are now. On May 9th, Scott and I reached the milestone of 25 years of marriage. And in the midst of a post-call stupor we worked and taught and cheered and cooked and packed, and then got up at 4:30 the next morning to travel to the Seychelles. For a week. Of RICH FULFILLMENT.
The taxi crawled cautiously through dangerous pre-dawn fog along the escarpment, but we made it. Sabbath is a holy principle, and the world resists it. Like the children of Israel trying to go to the dessert to worship, it was a veritable exodus to get released from work, tasks, worries, responsibilities, good things that can consume, and break away. But Scott wisely made these plans months ago, and our generous parents gifted us with some extra money, and our helpful team mate Karen came to look after the kids, and our Kijabe colleagues pitched in to work extra hard, and somehow we found ourselves temporarily in Paradise.
Sun, a warm ocean of clear turquoise, birds, sand, pools. Plates of gourmet food, stars, music. Lush jungle, a clean room. Space and quiet and privacy and companionship. Remembering that we were made for relationship, for Eden, and it is good and right to celebrate 25 years with a once-in-a-lifetime trip to an equatorial island. We are healing, resting, and leaving behind the rest of life for a week.
Prayers for renewal are appreciated, as well as for Karen who is serving our family by staying with the kids. Thanking God today for 25 years of fire and water that make this rich fulfillment all the more glorious. There is no one else I'd rather be here with, for life.
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