Sometimes, it’s good not to be in control. But. This. Is. Not. My. Nature.
I could rightly be accused of being a control freak. (I prefer to think of it as planned independence.) That’s my default. I don’t like feeling hemmed in. I always want options. I like flexibility. I want to be independent. I want to decide my own fate.
For example, I don’t carpool to work. If I need to run an errand during lunch or after work, I don’t want to be limited just because I rode with someone that day. Or, I don’t want every detail of a vacation to be planned because I wouldn’t want to become enslaved to the itinerary.
This weekend, a group of us from church drove about 90 minutes north to help encourage another congregation. We helped teach them some new songs, shared a meal or two, and added some strength to their voices by staying Sunday morning for a worship assembly. Though a small congregation, they are a good group of people. There is a kind and sweet Spirit among them.
My wife and I chose to ride with some other people that were going, too. At her suggestion, we chose not to stay in the hotel in town. Instead, we took our chances on staying with a host family – a roll of the dice. (Think: This is an adventure. This is an adventure. This is an adventure.) We did this all knowing that it was just going to be 24 hours. We can survive anything for 24 hours, right?
Without getting bogged down in the details . . . the weekend ended up being exactly what we needed. The singing was fun and encouraging. But the icing on the cake was getting to know our hosts. They are a delightful younger couple in their mid-20’s. We sat and talked for hours about life, family, and anything else that came to mind. It was as natural and refreshing as re-connecting with old friends . . . like a cool glass of water on a hot, summer day.
For the last few weeks, our lives have been long on hectic schedules, frustration, and general fatigue — and short on joy, dwelling in God’s presence, and simply being. We were growing desperate for respite. This weekend, I think we got a good measure of what we needed.
Had I been in control, we would have missed out on the best parts of a great weekend.