My children, some which are adults, recently accused me of not cooking when their dad is out-of-town. My response, of course, was to prove them wrong. I cooked a meal, of some kind, every night he was gone on his most recent absence until the last night. It was mentally exhausting to think of and execute even a simple meal every evening. Over the years, I have taken my own kind of vacation. When Paul is gone I do have to handle all the home stuff but when the washing machine isn't shocking me, the dog is not sick on the porch, or I am attempting to kill a giant snake (harmless black snake to some) I lead a life of leisure. So, meal and bedtimes are according to feeling. Does momma feel like cooking? Sure, you can watch that late movie...I mean, who needs to get up in the morning? I am admitting that our meals may be a little more relaxed when Dad is gone. There is probably research if not at least witnesses (some in my home) that people can survive on cereal for a week several times a year and not show any great deficiencies. Since most of my kids could make their own sandwich by the age of 3 (more than a little scary) no one has gone hungry or been neglected. I was thinking...Paul travels as part of God's calling on his life and cares for us in that way but God says, "I am with you always..." Matthew 28:20 I have the security of knowing that He is with me in the easy times and the hard. He is with me when the washer messes up and the dog is missing. He is with us whether dinner is Crawfish Casserole or Raisin Bran. He is with Paul, wherever he may be, whether he has phone service and hot water or not. So, this week as we serve God apart, the kids will eat, Mom will probably not be very scheduled, and Dad, Sara, and Jed will serve in the mountains and we will all experience God moments.
