“Go on a road trip,” they said. “It’ll be fun,” they said. Well, I did. And it was. In a moment mixed with part insanity, part curiosity, and part courage, I agreed to go on a road trip with my husband last week.
Do you have any idea how much God loves you? Do you? I mean, really? If truth be known, I bet we don’t always think about this too much. Sure, we know God sacrificed His own son to show us the depth of His love, however, the sheer magnitude of this love sometimes escapes us. For me, at least, it’s just plain difficult to imagine a love that powerful.
What’ll it be? Your New Year’s resolution. Lose weight? Get organized? Spend less? Save more? Enjoy life? Stay healthy? Learn something exciting? Quit smoking? (Quit something?), Fall in love? Get closer to God? Be less stressed? Spend more time with family? This list goes on, and on–and on.
It was lovely. I started the day making cinnamon rolls. Watched the Macy’s parade, looked at Black Friday ads, rode my bike, tossed a football, prepared some food, ATE a little bit of food (okay, lots of food), and even managed to get a little bit of writing in. It was a good day.