Yesterday was like one of those perfect days. We had the day totally free (ok, there was the whole laundry thing, but other than that...there was nothing on the schedule. Do you know how often THAT happens???) so I let Will sleep til he awoke. He is 14. That does mean 130 in the afternoon. So I had the entire morning to myself...
So what did I do? I read a book. Really. Just for fun. You can do that. :) And when I was hungry, I remembered that there was this amazing German bakery just a couple of miles down the road.
When I was a kid, my mom used to buy Stollen (a German pastry/sweet bread with almonds and fruit) every Christmas season. I haven't seen it very often in Fredericksburg, but a few weeks ago, Becky G brought us one when she brought us lunch at the hospital. Talk about a flashback. That was one of my mom's favorite Christmas treats. So, I was so glad to bring home an amazing one for my kids to try.
So, I read a book and went to the bakery. But...this week, I have really fought what I thougth was carpal tunnel in my left hand. I just figured that the knitting was causing me issues. Well, Wednesday night, I tilted my head to the side and then my fingers felt like there were needles going into them. Okay. Well then. Guess it isn't really carpal tunnel. My neck has been really sore the last couple of weeks...guess the whole hand thing is related.
I had been given a gift card for a massage and there is this place just down the road like two miles, (Seriously...everything but the hospital is within two miles of this hotel!)so I called and they had an appointment available in two hours. Can the day get any sweeter?
So, back from the massage, and we head for dinner. I was so tired of places that sell burgers, so I dragged Will off to a Mexican place. We walk in, and this guy sitting at one of the tables looks really familiar and smiles. I obviously won't know anyone here, so I don't think anything else about it.
Will and I are almost finished when this guy gets up and walks over and says, "Do you remember me?" Before I can respond, Will says, "You were at the Ronald McDonald House one night with dinner." Sure enough, Scott is the youth pastor at a local Methodist church and his youth group had made Mexican food for dinner one night for the House. He and Will had chatted (ok. This guy is every bit as goofy/funny as Will so those two did a lot more than chat.) for quite a while.
Apparently, when we had left the room that night, Scott had told Will to behave or he was gonna smack him upside the head. Well, one of the girls in the group thought Scott had threatened Will and was really upset. Scott explained that he had chatted with Will for a long time, and Will knew he was playing. This girl then went home and told her mom who approached Scott and asked for clarification. So poor Scott could not escape the constant reminder of William and therefore recognized him immediately.
Scott had finished his meeting, and walked over to say hello. We invited him to join us for a few minutes, so he sat down and chatted/played with Will and related the story of how he remembered him. He asked why we were so far north of the city and we explained about the hotel and the amazing gift we had been given. It was a joy to explain how the body of Christ has supported us throughout this entire process. We chatted a few more minutes, then he headed home to spend time with his family.
We finished our meal, and the server walks over and says, "You do realize that he covered your bill." Um, no. Are you serious? With no fanfare or acknowledgement, he had quietly covered the entire check.
I guess the point I am trying to make here is that yesterday was all about rest. I rested in ways that I never do. I seldom sit down to just knit or read or even run. The list of things is never ending and the needs exceed my abilities. Yet, yesterday, I did rest, and the Lord just made all of these cool opportunities available to me and then blessed us with the reminder that He is there even when we least expect it. And rest...really, it is a good thing. :)