Sunday, October 18, 2009

In the Shelter of the Most High

After several "project" weekends, and capitalizing on the good health of our girls, we put down our hammers, paint brushes, broom, and saw, to rest this weekend. We did not just rest. We fasted, prayed, read scripture, listened to sermons on, and had ourselves a real retreat. Our home was so very still. God quieted our hearts and we rested together. No one had a project. We simply rested.

As the sun was setting this evening, and our family retreat was officially over, I felt a sadness that we all had to leave the comfort and shelter of the Most High to prepare lunches for work and take out the trash. We have to live in this world with all of its duties. But we took time out this weekend to share our hearts as a family. We shed some tears, we laughed, we hugged. We played with Qavah and Paul Burton knitted her a little yellow hat that she wore the rest of the weekend.

The time is coming that Qavah will need to be very brave. Our trip to Cincinnati Childrens' Hospital is coming up next month. This weekend we spent time praying over her and telling her how much we love her. The sweetness and protection of being in our home and away from the cares of the world has refreshed us. We are ready to press on.

He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. Psalm 91:1