postcards from sabbatical – week 9

postcards from sabbatical – week 9

Dear Faith Friends,

All five members of the family (husband, two daughters, the dog, me) made a very familiar drive from Indianapolis to Grand Lake, CO.  The second year Gene and I were married, we bought a cabin about the size of my office at Faith that’s half a mile outside Rocky Mountain National Park.  I grew up in the Canadian and American Rockies (in Calgary, Alberta and Golden, Colorado) and now our girls have grown up as mountain children, too.

Having the cabin has meant our family hasn’t traveled as widely for vacations as some families. (It’s one of the reasons that our trip to Greece was so extraordinary.)  It has given a second home to all of us.  We just start down the road to the cabin and the mountains and we are already on vacation.  No need to settle in, figure out our way around, or learn what there is to do.  It’s instant restoration.

That’s a good thing, this year because most of the family won’t get much time here.  The eldest daughter has a five-week internship in community housing development in Seattle and the youngest needs to get ready for her senior year of high school and last year of basketball.

But, just being here is a touchstone for us. A reset button.  A spiritual renewal.  The ruggedness, majesty and oxygen depletion of this place sets us right, makes sure we keep the right perspective.  We live in particular amazing place of God’s making, are close to one another day and night, live simply, and spend more time outside than inside.  We walk and watch and talk.  We remember we are God’s, part of God’s creation – a creation that is great than we are.  It gives us a glimpse of the God who is so much greater than we are and yet loves us and cares for us.  We are part – a small, but inspired part – of all that God is doing.

James Baldwin wrote: Perhaps home is not a place but an irrevocable condition.  I know I am grateful to feel at home, here, and in Indy, with you, wherever God places me.

Blessings for the journey,
Charlotte

When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers,
 the moon and the stars that you have established,
what are human beings that you are mindful of them,
    mortals  that you care for them?
 Yet you have made them a little lower than God,

    and crowned them with glory and honor.
– Psalm 8: 3-5

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