Time Out
by Ann Stewart
Teach me your way, O LORD, and I will walk in your truth;
give me an undivided heart, that I may fear your name.
(Psalm 86:11)
As we biked along the trail, a sweet scent filled the air. "Let's stop and smell the honeysuckle!" Julia called out. I'd heard of stopping to smell the roses, but this was a new twist. My husband, Will, taught the girls how to eat the honeysuckle. When we stopped for a break, we laughed together and reminisced about former biking trips. We reconnected. It didn’t take us long to realize how badly we needed that family outing. We had spent our spring zipping in different directions, tag-team parenting, and man-on-man defense. Will coached Julia's soccer, while I kept score at Christine's softball practices and directed her musical rehearsals.
A priceless June afternoon. A fragrant weed. So inexpensive, so simple, so delicious. Was that the catalyst...[read more]