We are unusual. Some may even go so far as to say “weird”. I mean how many families do you know that actually “plan” a get-away weekend to purposefully enjoy one another’s company and be with the Lord? But that is exactly what we do. And the Lord blesses the trip! Pictured top left, my mother, my aunt, me, and my two sisters on the steps of the Country Cottage Bed and Breakfast.
When we arrived at the main house, we were greeted with beauty. The owner, Martha, has such a beautiful heart, and her heart goes into every detail.
After a wonderful night of rest….we arrived back at the main house for the most delectible breakfast imaginable! The atomsphere is serene and peaceful. When you walk inside, it feels as though you should take a deep breath and relax. There is a reverant feel to the air. All around the place. Both inside the house and the cabin and even while walking in the woods and down by the creek.
As you can see by the photos, we are surrounded by beauty and grace. Martha is extremely talented, and knows exactly how to make you feel at home.
As we gathered at the table, I prayed the blessing over the food, fellowship, our hostess and yes, even for the Lord to “bless” our shopping! The food was like nothing we prepare at home in our day-to-day lives. It was pretty to look at and absolutely wonderful to eat!
We started off with delicate pieces of fruit served in individual crystal bowls with a light sweet cream sauce on top. (Unfortuantely, in our excitement to begin, I forgot to take a picture of that!) But you can tell the breakfast was fit for a king! Or in our case, daughters of the King!
Martha, our sweet hostess and a precious friend, is a blessing in my life. She and her husband, Tom, started this Christ centered Bed & Breakfast several years ago. Jeff and I have been blessed by their love and fellowship for many years.
Two years ago, as we traveled to this same bed and breakfast, the Lord gave us a song to sing. We had to call someone else for the words….but she came through! The song is called “I Still Have Joy”. Each one of us had been through some tough times, had a rough year(s). Nevertheless, we had found joy in serving the Lord—even though the traveling at times felt as though it were all up hill.
In the past year and a half—many more battles have been fought with the enemy. Each one of us bear scars as proof of battle. Some took longer to heal, some went deeper. Some are being healed even now. But God continually applies His healing ointment.
This weekend, the song was different. It is strange how I thought we’d sing the same song. I even called my friend to make sure we had the words right before we left. However, God had another song in mind.
I come from a background of music loving women. We sing praises to the Lord in our homes, our cars, our churches and to each other! Many of the women in our family are gifted with the ability to play the piano and sing. Unfortunately, I can only sing….and usually, only sing for the Lord! But I enjoy singing to Him and do so with great gusto (most of the time when I am alone!)
Before we left home (it was pouring rain—but that did not damper our spirits one bit!), we joined hands in the vehicle and prayed. We prayed for safety. We prayed for peace, for restoration of joy in our spirits, for traveling mercy, protection, for a good time, for shopping wisdom and for spiritual growth and healing. Maybe not in that exact order, but God handled every detail of our trip. What a Travel Agent! It was awesome!
As I drove (I always get bus driver duty), we shared what we needed in our lives, we listened to some music and a Beth Moore (introduction of series) teaching session. I remembered a song I wanted my sister, Aimee to hear because I had tried to “sing” it to her while we were waiting for our new niece to be born about a month ago….I was beyond tired….we were in the back of her SUV (the one we were in on this trip) —- and I could NOT remember the TUNE!!! But this time I had the CD. So I popped it in. You will remember the song. I blogged about it because it had stayed in my heart and on my mind for weeks after I heard it. “When I Survey the Wondrous Cross”.
I don’t have to tell you the Spirit of the Lord absolutely filled every available space inside that vehicle. I don’t have to tell you “that” became the song for the weekend. I am adding the words to the song at the bottom of this post for a time of reflection.
We arrived at our first stop, intending on going into the Antique Mall that we fell in love with last time. But after we ate, we saw a new “Thrift Store”. The next three hours flew by! We found some wonderful bargains! We were all wise shoppers! (That was the only place I spent any money!)
After we completely exhausted ourselves, we drove on to the cabin. It was less than thirty minutes away. We unpacked, looked around, and prepared a scrumptious feast for supper from things we had brought from home. (My mother believes in “bringing” from home—always a good idea!)
After we cleaned up, some took baths then, but we finally all settled into the living room. We began to share with one another our burdens. We unloaded. We shared things we wanted to “see” God do in our lives, and what we had a burden to do for Him. We shared heartaches and prayers that needed answering. My sister Aimee had brought an old “red back Hymnal” (that’s what we call them), full of all the old songs of our youth—and even further back! We sang and then began to pray. As we prayed for one another, the Lord filled that cabin with His Holy Spirit like you could not believe. He bathed us in His presence. We prayed for a long time. When we were finally finished, it was as if no one could move. We had moved back to our seats and the instrumental worship music we had put on for the meal was still playing and I got up and put the CD on with “our song”. It was like God put His finishing touch on our evening.
Before we went to bed, my sister, Wanda had us each share our passion and dream. By that I mean, she first asked, “what is your passion?” Well, I couldn’t really answer that. I was not sure. Then she asked me “what is your dream?” Then she said, “well, that is your passion”. I saw it clearly then. What would I need to do in order to “see” my dream, my passion, become a reality? Well, first much prayer. I am leaving it to God. If my dream is something that He desires for me as well, then it will become a reality.
As I opened my Bible to find a scripture to use here…..this is what I turned to. When I first opened it!
1John 5:13-15 I write these things to you who believe in the name of the Son of God so that you may know that you have eternal life. This is the confidence we have in approaching God: that if we ask anything according to His will, he hears us. And if we know that He hears us—whatever we ask—-we know that we have what we asked of Him.
James 4:3 reminds us that when we ask and do not receive, we may be asking with wrong motives, for our own pleasure and for “ourselves”. God is not glorified in this. But I believe that when we seek to do God’s will, and seek to glorify God with all our hearts and everything we have and do, He hears us and desires to bless our lives with His best!
What is the song for this season of your life? Listen to the tune of God’s music in your life. See what lyrics He may be trying to write. Most of all, honor Him. Glorify Him. Praise Him. Live for Him. He will bless your life in ways you cannot possibly imagine!
When I Survey the Wondrous Cross
by Isaac Watts
When I survey the wondrous cross,
On which the Prince of Glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.
Forbid it Lord that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ my God,
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His blood.
See from His head
His hands His feet
Sorrow and love flow mingled down
Did ere such love and sorrow meet
Or thorns compose so rich a crown.
Were the whole realm of nature mine
That were an offering far too small
Love so amazing so divine
Demands my soul
Demands my soul
Love demands my soul
My life my all….