I fully intended to blog daily while I was there, but we our cell phone reception and internet reception was spotty at best. I can honestly say, that although I didn't like parts of being "unplugged" from the world, I found myself not missing it nearly as much as I thought I would have.
I would usually find myself downstairs by 7:30 or so each morning, and would take my cup of coffee to the deck and just sit....mesmerized by the sights and sounds of God's creation. There is something so soothing about being on the beach, especially in the early hours or evening hours, when the crowds are sparse.
I found myself unplugging not just from the laptop and cellphone, but from my fears, wounds, worries and problems. I found myself plugging into the simplicity of sitting on the deck, or down on the beach, and allowing myself to just "be still".
In addition to the fun and craziness of being with my family, I needed the respite from the worries and stresses that often keep me awake at night. I needed a week where I could feel the embrace of familial love and healing. God has brought me so far on the healing journey after my divorce. There have been so many days when I just didn't know how to put one foot in front of the other. But God's healing and grace, along with the support of love of my family and friends, and the counsel of some very wise and godly people have helped me along.
As I would sit and drink my coffee while watching the waves, I can honestly say that I can testify to God's promise in Psalms that "weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning." There are still wounds, therefore still healing to be done. But God has brought me to the place where I can feel the morning....the return of joy.
