The last day of vacation is always the worst. On the one hand, you don't want the trip to end because you are enjoying the rest, the pool, the grand canyon, and the drinks with the little umbrellas in them. Yet, on the other hand, your mind is already back home contemplating work, the messy house, and the pile of details that have collected in your absence.
I planned on reading more this vacation but I have not. I planned on writing more this vacation but I did not. I planned on planning more this vacation but I resisted the urge. Instead, I shut down and stared out the window - and what a beautiful view it was.
Outside the rear window of my parents home in Mesa, AZ is the gorgeous view of Superstition Mountain - which was topped with fresh snow just a few days ago. It is truly a marvelous backdrop to your morning coffee. We visited the Grand Canyon which is beyond spectacular. I've now visited this National Park a half a dozen times and it never gets old. I am overwhelmed with the intensity of color, depth, size, and the awe inspiring creation of my Creator. We visited a local church a good friend of mine planted nearly six years ago and I was moved by their gathering, their focus, their commitment to celebrating, their staff and their vision for their local city. However, the best view I had was of my children. We played, we laughed, we sat, we snuggled, we swam, walked and we remained interconnected.
Superstition Mountain looks lovely this time of the morning but it is time to return home. Much as been recharged, much has been shut down, much as rested, but it is time to head back - I think my mind has already begun the journey home. See you on other side...
