Getaway!

If anyone has missed me lately, I'm sorry I've been so slack with the blogging. Of course, I still blog more than (most) of my dear friends combined, but that being said, I still have been neglecting my blog quite a bit lately.

The truth is, I've been so busy that I started to get a little overwhelmed with life. My sweet husband took the opportunity to prove how wonderful he truly is and sent me to the beach for a couple of days, by myself, to relax.

It was a wonderful break! Much appreciated. I mostly just read. I love to read, but it just doesn't happen as much as I'd like being a mom of 3. It was just wonderful to be alone and to listen to the silence! I sat on the beach and read for hours. It was foggy and cool, but the sand was warm... absolutely perfect. This was my view when I looked up from my book.

I also found a wonderful cemetery. Anyone who knows me well knows my strange habit of finding old cemeteries wherever I go. This one was quite beautiful, and so old and peaceful.

I love spending time at cemeteries reflecting on the brevity of life, my priorities and my future in heaven. It always brings such peace to my soul to meditate on that! On the other hand, standing in a cemetery always brings a certain amount of sadness. And listening to "Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God" on my drive over only intensified my thoughts as I considered what some of those souls might be experiencing at that very moment.

I like to walk through and examine the headstones and imagine the kind of person that they were. Usually there aren't many clues. Occasionally you might see a bible verse, which gives hope. However, you just have no idea. Standing in a sea of crosses, it becomes clear that most people (or most people's relatives) cling to the cross in death. However, you wonder if they really did the same in life. Then I wonder, if I'm really doing it in my life. Another thought I have is that life is so short.

I was looking at this woman's headstone and thinking about this. All it says is "Mother". You know that she was a mother. You know that she lived until 60. That's really all. Maybe somewhere there is someone that knows who this headstone belongs to, and the life story of the woman lying there, but the fact that it is so old just makes me think that it is probably forgotten.

Sixty is a lot of years to live. Think of all of the events and concerns that took place in her life over those 60 years. Childhood, Marriage, Children, Grandchildren and everything that goes along with all of those things. Yet, her life has been over now for 120 years. Twice as long as she lived. In all likelihood, not a soul on this earth knows who she is, and certainly no one that she knew is still alive. Her whole life, everyone in it, is gone. None of us will escape that. I love to think about the fact that in a certain number of years, no one will remember me either. Nothing will matter but what I did for Christ. Not the clothes I wore or the car I drove, not the everyday concerns of my life. It is all so silly. Yet, it consumes me at times.

Well, there is a little glimpse into my mind, in case anyone was interested at all what goes on in there. :) On the lighter side, while at the cemetery contemplating all of these lofty things, I spotted a tiny lizzard out of the corner of my eye. I always have to catch them if I see them. It is something my dad and I always did when I was young. At this point, I typically use the excuse that it amuses the children, but of course they weren't there yesterday. It was just me running around in a graveyard chasing the little guy. But I must say, I caught him pretty quickly and didn't make too much of a spectacle. He was quick, but this is kind of a hidden talent of mine. (One of those things that no one will ever know or care about after I'm dead... except through the magical world of blogging.) And of course I took a picture to brag. Here he is. :) So that was my trip. Not too exciting, but so refreshing and nourishing to my soul. I am so thankful to have such a kind and selfless husband! I really don't deserve him.