You Dont Have To Rent A Cabin

Sometimes we pay for things that are free - but you have to have self-discipline to receive them. 

Cecilia isn’t really into things, which makes holidays hard to shop for. She loves experiences. So for Valentine’s Day, I rented a tiny house for one night so we could get away together.

The plan was simple: drive over, grab a late lunch -we went to Tonys’s for the 1 pound BLT -, go to the cabin, and not come out until we left.

When we arrived, it was picture perfect — tucked among towering White pines, oaks, and many more that I can't identify by a quick glance at the bark.. There were other tiny homes scattered around, but you could barely see them. The windows were positioned carefully so you felt alone.

We placed our phones in the little box provided and only checked them occasionally in case of emergency. We read. I made a Parisian chocolate cake. We snacked. We talked.

As afternoon turned into evening, we both said the same thing: This feels so good.

By nine o’clock we were tired — the good kind of tired — and ready to sleep.

And as we were talking, it struck me: none of this was extravagant.

Rest.
Reading.
Conversation.
Going to bed early.

These things are free.

I told Cecilia, “We can do this at home.” With the kids, it just takes intention. And a little discipline.

Getting away is good and I will continue to do so but not always necessary.

We just need to turn off the tv and put our phones in a box.

Bless you, 

Pastor.