At 6:30 this morning I was dropping Garry off at the airport. Strange, I've done this so often in the last years, and yet every time brings tears to my eyes. I don't like saying goodbye, and when the drive and goodbye cut into the time I would otherwise have been sleeping, it doesn't help matters any! However, after dropping Garry off I had such an easy drive out of town that it seemed almost worth getting up early. Good music blaring, virtually no traffic, and a bit of time to think and pray. What a lovely way to start Sunday!
This week Kevin took some time off badminton, a rather interesting thing to do with nationals just two weeks away! But we felt that God was leading this way, and it has been such a blessing to have the extra time. And Kevin has been rejuvenated by the rest and reenergised by the time away from badminton. Reminds me of sabbath-- God's gift of rest to us as His people. And yes, God's ways always bear good fruit!