A Getaway

This weekend is my getaway. A surprise retreat with just my husband. The kids go to Grams and Papa's while we stay in a resort-like hotel close to all the amenities. A spa, a pool, a continental breakfast to shame most restaurants. Ain't life grand? I plan for my husband's friends to drop him off at the motel confused and unaware while I wait in the lobby to take him to a movie then...well, that's none of your business.

Why are getaways important?

Getaways rejuvenate. Getaways refresh. Getaways keep us sane in an insane world. Or at least we hope.

But what if a getaway is outside the budget? Or what if a getaway does not mesh into the work schedule? Or what if a getaway doesn't do as promised?

Then you do what Jesus did. You escape and pray. Maybe not on a mountain top with Moses and Elijah. Or in a garden as our enemies surround us. But in our hearts.

Wherever God has us.
However we are.
Whenever we can.

That is the pure, real image of a getaway that rejuvenates, refreshes, and keeps us sane. A chance, no, an opportunity to spend one-on-one quality time to talk to the Father. The "big cheese" that created it all and is over all. Nothing satisfies like a fill from the Living Water and the Bread of Life.

Next time you need a getaway, you don't have to do as I and reserve a room at a four-star hotel. Better yet, reserve room in your heart. And spend time with Jesus who never leaves nor forsakes.