Quiet Friday

It is peaceful this morning. That seems bad to say, but truly, it is not meant to be. I say thing because Mike is in Grenada working the Walk to Emmaus. (I can't think of what # it is.) This is his third walk to work. It was very short notice. We just got the phone call the day before yesterday to ask if he could work. He told Paula, (the committe coordinator for this walk) that he would have to talk to me and the Lord first. (Not necessarily in that order :)) But I knew in my heart that when he was on the phone with her, that his answer would be yes!!!

I am so thankful that he is there. This is his third time to work a walk. I have worked two walks. Both last year. When you walk onto the grounds of the camp, you honestly feel a peace. It has been said that the camp is holy ground. I believe it. You feel the love of Christ there. Not only when you first experience it as a pilgrim, but also as part of a team when you come back to work a walk. It is the most beautiful Christ filled place that I have ever known.

So when I say it is peaceful here this morning. I say it sounds bad, because usually I am getting dishes washed, getting Mike out of bed, getting breakfast and lunches planned and taken care of. But with all of that not such pressing issues this morning, it is just peaceful. Don't get me wrong, I miss my husband terribly when he isn't here. I just feel like God has given me a peace knowing that Mike is doing the Lord's work this weekend.