Things just didn’t go as planned.

Every spring my amazing sister-in-law takes all five of my children for a long weekend so my husband Jan and I can get away.

One week-end.

I look forward to it all year.

I check hotels, research restaurants, and make plans for it all year.To say it is the highlight of my spring is an understatement.

But this year – I got sick.

The kids left on Wednesday and I went to the couch – down for the count, exhausted with no voice, a deep racking cough, and achy all over.

I was still there on Thursday.

And Friday.

And Saturday.

Instead of a gorgeous hotel room with my wonderful husband – I got my couch surrounded by empty tea cups and dirty Kleenex.

Instead of wandering around old antique stores and specialty shops – I watched hours of Little House on the Prairie and cooking shows.

Instead of eating out at different restaurants every meal – I limped to the kitchen and heated more chicken noodle soup.

Disappointment is too mild of a word.

And as if that wasn’t enough – on Friday night it started to snow. Not just light flurries – but heavy snow. Seven inches of heavy snow.

Even if I felt good – we still couldn’t get out until somebody went out to shovel.

Talk about salt in an open wound.

I cried – but that just made my nose run more.

Heavy sigh.

Can I have a “do-over”?

The sun did come out today and I  got off the couch long enough today to ride with Jan to pick up the kids. He even took me out to me eat. 🙂

And he promised me another weekend away – when I felt better – maybe in August for our 20th anniversary (surely it wouldn’t snow then – would it?!)

So as we come to the end of this rather disappointing weekend, I’m exhausted from my foray into the real world. I’m back on the couch with a cup of hot tea.

But this time the tears are gone and I’m busy planning my big anniversary weekend- sometime in August.

Life is looking up again.

Proverbs 13:12 “Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life…”

Hope Does Not Disappoint…

I hope it stops raining.

I hope my package comes in time.

I hope my kids remember to say thank you.

We hope about things all day long….and we face many disappointments.

But what exactly is hope?

Sheila Walsh in her book Let Go (which is a fabulous book and I hope you all read it!) said it so well…

“Hope is only as strong as the object or person it is attached to. It has no value of its own…”

Wow. That is so true! If my hope is in the postal service or the every changing weather, or even my wonderful, yet quite fallible family, my hope is rather… um… hopeless.

Sheila Walsh goes on…

“As I sit here today, one thing is crystal clear to me: my hope can be summed up in one name – Jesus!

If my hope is in anything else apart from Jesus, then it is too small. He is the answer to everything I need or anticipate. He is my deepest desire even when I don’t immediately recognize that.

He is my yesterday, today and tomorrow.

When everything fails, He will not.

When I can’t count on myself, I can count on Him.

When I’m not sure how to pay my bills, I can hope in him.

When I don’t know what’s happening in our country, I can hope in Him.

When friends fail, He will not.

When my health fails, He will not.

When I disappoint others and myself, He will never disappoint.

When I want to give up on myself, He will never give up on me.

When I find it hard to love myself, He does not.

When I have no grace for myself, He does.

When I don’t know what to do any more, He does.

Do you see how securely your life is tucked into the very hand of the one who holds the universe in place?

You are loved, you are loved, and yes, you are loved!”

What is your hope in today? Are you feeling disappointed?  Discouraged? It’s time to put your hope in God.

He is the only one strong enough to never let you down.

“And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us.” Romans 5: 5