Green Lake. A small sliver of a lake found nestled behind 70 Mile House. My family has homed in on this lake every summer since 1975. This summer has been no different. Yet it feels different.
Maybe because for the first time in a very long time, I am here with just my 15 year old son instead of all 3 of my kiddos. It seems I have to get used to one more thing as my offspring grow up and form lives of their own. Vacation without having to be “on” as a parent 24/7. What a novelty, yet it feels odd. Like a skin I have to grow into or one that I have to shed…not sure which.
Even the road trip here was different as it was just the two of us. 5 hrs on the road without squabbles, without a whole lot of conversation. It felt a bit strange. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining, its just one more harbinger of change; a change that I will have to get used to.
My youngest will be joining us by the coming weekend and things will probably feel a bit more normal, but until then I am left with very quiet days. My son is off on adventures all day with his cousins and comes in only to quiet the beast that is his stomach…as teenage boys tend to do.
As for me, I am finding that perhaps the quietness, the stillness, is not a bad thing. Contemplation is not my comfort zone but I am feeling the pull to “be still and know that He is God”, “to lean not on my own understanding”. To perhaps, even find healing and lean into God’s grace and find that Sabbath is closer than I think, perhaps even easier to find than the world would have us believe.
Hugs & Smooches from Green Lake.