For several weeks, Gregg has been insisting that while he’s home, I’m to take a day away. Away from the boys. Away from the house. Away from him. I’m to go somewhere alone, with my Bible, with a notepad, and just spend the day with God.
I have, for several weeks, tried to think of where to go and what to do. Gregg suggested several really nice hotels, some even with spa services that would provide me with access to massages or facials or mani/pedi indulgences, some close to movie theaters (movies — a passion of mine) But, we have spent too many nights apart in our marriage to have an unnecessary night apart. He leaves on the 31st. Too short a time for sleeping in separate beds on purpose.
I thought and thought and thought and couldn’t figure out where to go. Didn’t seem like I could get really close to God hanging out at the mall all day. Running a bunch of errands, as much as I need to do that without hauling boys in and out of car seats, just didn’t seem like what he had in mind for me. It’s supposed to snow all day, so going to a a quiet lake and getting in touch with God and nature just didn’t work.
The more I thought about it, the more I, seriously, thought about the hospital where Jeb was born. It’s a Catholic hospital. It’s near a movie theater, if I get the urge to go see The Book of Eli again (I cannot tell you enough how much I enjoyed that movie — though it IS rather violent). It has a cafeteria. It has a chapel. The seats are comfortable. They have free wireless. And no one is going to come up to me and ask me why I’m there, reading my Bible, making notes in my notebook. They’re going to just assume that I’m either a patient there or visiting a patient there.
So that’s where I’m going to be today. All day. I’ll leave without cooking breakfast and come home in time to turn around and go to a friend’s for dinner. I have a mental list of things I’d like to accomplish while I have uninterrupted time to think. I have some conversations I need to have with God, on my knees, and the little kneeling benches in the Catholic chapel will be perfect. And I’d like to see where my creative mind will take me if it’s unhindered by sticky fingers and the wants of little boys.
Have a wonderful Monday. I’m looking forward to reporting back about mine.
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Sounds like something I could use. I’m sure you will make the most of your time away.
What a great idea! Enjoy your day :)
Enjoy! Can’t wait to hear about your alone time with God.
What a thoughtful husband! Enjoy your time with God!
That sounds wonderful! I love our Catholic hospital. I had my first 2 daughters in one. Have a great day!
What a great idea! Enjoy your time. Sounds like the perfect place.
have a peaceful day!
Wow. I would have never thought of a hospital. But great idea. Enjoy your day. And YAY to your hubby!
Very creative! The hospital chapel sounds lovely. Hope you enjoy your day. :)