Home again, home again jiggity jaw! Is that how the expression goes? Well… anyway, I just got back from vacation last week and found that I had less free time when I was off of work and out of my routine than when I was busting out the daily grind here at home. Before we left for Florida, I had grand ambitions of sitting under an umbrella on the beach, listening to the waves as I buried my feet in the sand, and working through some of the books that I have on my summer reading list.
When we reached our destination we found that the weather was post-card perfect for hanging out on the beach all day. But the more and more I thought about it, I realized, “Oh yeah… Dude, you have kids… and their pretty small kids”. There was no way I was going to get any reading done while my young children were out there playing in the waves. I have a responsibility to keep them safe and make sure they don’t eat too much seaweed.
Then I thought about it a little bit more and realized it’s not about being a lifeguard for my kids as much as it is having a blast with them: “Brent, do you really want to stick your nose in a book when God’s creation is all around you shouting His glory and there are countless memories to be made with your children who will only be this young once?
While I was on vacation I did not read one sentence of the books that I packed (other than the Bible), but by God’s grace I prayed with my family, talked with my kids about God’s awesomeness in creation and wore myself out enjoying God’s grace with them. When I first recognized that it was going to be difficult to get any reading done on vacation, I was disappointed, but as I look back I don’t feel bad about how I spent my time because worship took place. And instead of it just being a solitary worship as I read a book on the beach that no one else was reading, it was a worship that included my family.