Did you notice that it is decorated exactly like we wanted?”. My husband looked at me once we got settled in and said, “I love this house. We had even planned how we would decorate it. During an easier time in our lives, my husband and I discussed purchasing a beach house. The home was gorgeous and so tastefully decorated. As we stepped inside the door, I was overwhelmed. After Kathy gave us some information, we got back into our car and followed her to our beach house that was our home for the week. Kathy was warm and friendly and I felt comfortable with her from the moment we met. I know there must be a finely tuned process to choose the participants at the head office of the Little Pink organization but I firmly believe God had something…no everything…to do with it.įrom the moment we stepped into Kate’s Pancake House and were greeted by our VolunStar, Kathy, and the other beautiful people involved with Little Pink we knew this vacation was going to be special. We needed this and there was not a doubt in my mind that God knew that and that is why we were selected. Our family had just suffered a tremendous loss and the stress of the everyday on top of my stage four cancer diagnosis was definitely starting to wear on everyone. I had to read the email twice to make sure I understood … then I said a prayer of thanks as the tears rolled down my face. This past February, I got the email telling us that we were selected for a Little Pink Houses of Hope Retreat in Carolina Beach, North Carolina. Then, after I said “Amen”, I pushed the submit button. It was in His hands and we would be okay with whatever He decided. I told God that my family could really use this vacation but if there was another family He felt could use it more, then we understood. I finished the application and said a little prayer. As I completed the application, I thought about how long it had been since we got away for a full week, together, as a family. I thought about how very much our family could use some time away so I decided to apply. I had never heard of it before but read that it was an organization that provided week-long beach vacations to families dealing with cancer. It was last fall when I saw the post about Little Pink Houses of Hope on my Facebook feed. When we were faithful and grateful, He provided it … and at just the right time. It was like God saw us sitting on that beach, surrounded by the grey-ness of our surroundings and decided we needed some sun. What an amazing sight and what an amazing feeling. We felt the warmth on our faces as we were saturated in light. Through that little window in the clouds, we could even see a piece of blue sky. The entire sky was grey for as far as we could see but the clouds parted right above our heads as though God opened a window and commanded the sun to pour down on us. Then, just as we had settled into our chairs, resigned to the fact that it was going to be a cloudy day there was a break in the clouds just above where we sat. The clouds drenched the sky but I still gazed in awe of the sea as my son built structures in the sand, and my husband and daughter played catch on the beach. That unmistakable aroma of sand and sea scented the air and the salt air seasoned my lips. The ocean breeze blew through my hair and across my face. I watched the waves roll into shore, listened to them crash and then the foam bubble on the sand as the waves were pulled back into the sea. Still, it was the beach so we made the best of it. You couldn’t quite make out where water met sky because it all seemed to be the same color. It was warm but it was one of those overcast days when the sky and the clouds and the water all blended together. Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.
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