I just returned from a weekend away, attending the winter retreat for my home parish’s youth group before spending a day or two with my folks.
It was a wonderful time and I am so grateful for the opportunity to get away, take part in this nice event, and spend time with my family.
As I remarked to someone earlier today, February may be a short month, but it sure gets to be long! Will spring ever come? After so many weeks of winter drudgery, it was wonderful to have a break. (I’ll admit to feeling a bit selfish in offering to come on the weekend since I had ulterior motives for my own mental health.)
On the weekend, the youth director kind of made fun of me for the unusual prayer request I made prior to the retreat; I had asked her for prayers that the travel arrangements would go smoothly.
Not being able to drive (due to limited vision) tends to make travel interesting, I must say.
This evening, having returned to work and taking care of assigned tasks, I again prayed for “smoothness.” I asked that things go smoothly and without any troubles as I once again took up my aide work. I would be just fine with an easy night, without any plugged toilets, leaking catheters, or rowdy residents.
I was up for a smooth transition back into daily life after a wonderful, smooth trip.
My prayers were answered beautifully, again.
As I write this, a scriptural passage comes to mind, however, as a gentle reminder. Especially during Lent, we hear that we must take up our cross daily and follow Jesus.
I guess this all serves as a reminder to be grateful for whatever comes, whether it be an opportunity to bear the cross with Him or a smooth stretch of road that I need to make it through a tough winter.