Coming Down from the Mountain

Have you ever had such a good feeling that you were kind of sad when it went away?

Recently, I attended Lifeway’s CentriKid camp with my oldest daughter and our church. Let me begin by saying that though I enjoy going places, I also enjoy my bed and my shower. But I thought it would be a good opportunity to spend some one-on-one time with Madison. And to be honest, I knew I would feel better about being there with her than at home wondering how she was doing.

As it became time to pack and get ready to go, I was beginning to wonder what I was getting myself into. What a wonderful thing that “what” turned out to be!

I guess in my every day routine of being a wife and mom, I can forget that I am also a daughter of God. Responsibilities, distractions, and everything in between often get in the way of my spiritual path.  Well, let’s be honest, I let them get in the way. And sometimes, I’m just too tired to stop them.

Despite the early wake up calls, the late bedtime prayers, and lots of stuff in between, the week was spiritually energizing. It was a week where the main focus was to do just that: focus on God and our relationship with Him, a week to worship God. I feel God often speaks to me through music so what a treasure that was! It was a week to remember He is all we need.

The key verse that week was Philippians 4:19. “And my God will meet all your needs according to the riches of his glory in Christ Jesus.”

What a perfect place to remember that verse. Who cared if the beds were made? I couldn’t do laundry. All the meals were prepared for me and even the dishes were washed afterwards. And though I am somewhat ashamed to admit I was thankful to have my cell phone, there were none of those things we allow to get in the way of our spiritual path. I felt so joyous and at peace coming down from that mountain.

Now that I am back at home, I have been thinking about that week and how I felt. As I was listening to one of the songs I heard at camp, God whispered, “You can feel that way here too!” He is always here waiting for us to come to Him. In fact, He longs for us to come to Him. Part of the lyrics of the song I was listening to are:

So to the cross I run, Your arms reach out for me, You gave your life so I could be set free.

Though Satan tries to tell us otherwise, we can worship God through those responsibilities and distractions that are often called wife and mother.

And for those who are familiar with Jeff Slaughter's "Humpty Dumpty" song, I can still do that “Ain’t that funky” dance here at home.