Sitting in a restaurant in Culver City last October, I told my friend Cynthia that I believed that, that moment, was my last few days of rest before the church was built. We’ve been happily rebuilding since, have started the RMA Re-store and continued on with our ministry.

I forgot about our annual trip. Most every year, my husband brings me here at this time. Sometimes we come to ski. Well to be honest, I ski one day then the other few days we are here, I bundle up in warm clothes and walk or shop or drink coffee. I didn’t think we’d get to come this year.

We arrived in South Lake Tahoe for a few days of rest. I walked in, put my pj’s and socks on and sat down with a book. In the stillness, I was asleep in no time. I woke up at 2 a.m. just long enough to settle deeper into the blankets and sleep again. Now here we are at 4:45 a.m. and I am wide awake.

Looking out the window, there is a beautiful layer of snow and I know there are people here to ski in that snow. I don’t think we’ll get to ski this year but it sure does feel good to just sit and take a deep breath before we cross the finish line of a church that is complete.

We will head home in a few days to finish up our church. Currently the sheet rock is going up and the last of the sprinkler system is being installed. I go back to pick texture design and paint color, tile for the bathrooms and baptistry and carpet. We are in the home run part of the process.

But I get ahead of myself. For today, the Lord has blessed me with a few days of sleep, and reading and silence to hear his voice. I’m listening. I’m still and I’m ever so grateful to my Lord for my life.