I’m in a bit of a quandary today in regards to what I am going to write about. I initially thought I would write about all the blessings of our vacation, but I also had an epiphany this afternoon about work so…. we’ll just see where the Spirit leads me.
First let me say that the most important thing I took along on our recent trip to Germany was Jesus. Not a single day went by when I did not look at Dave and say “thank you, Jesus”. Not. One. Single. Day. But there is one day in particular that stands out for me. We were in Strasbourg, France. We had gotten up early for the second day in a row because we had a four hour drive ahead of us. We were all physically weary from our previous three days of constant stair climbing and many kilometers of walking. And Strasbourg, like many old cities in Europe…not the easiest to drive around in.
That being said we made it to our hotel as scheduled and then headed out for lunch. For each city we planned on visiting I had prepared an itinerary. Strasbourg was no exception. We wanted to see Little France, including the Ponts Courverts and Barrage Vauban. And we definitely needed to see the Cathedral. Here’s where God’s care for us comes into it.
While we were in Germany. Many, many people asked us about our plans. As I was talking about it with one fellow, he said he lived in Strasbourg and that we absolutely had to eat at La Corde A Linge. I googled it and it looked perfect, great wine for us and hamburgers for Isaac. A few nights later I called to make a reservation. They were full, but she said we should come anyway because they would still be able to seat us. I asked her the best time and her recommendation was 7-7:30.
Fast forward a couple of days and here we are, newly arrived in Strasbourg, tired and hungry. I knew that we would never last until 7:00 for dinner, so knowing the restaurant was open for lunch I suggested we make it a lunch destination instead. We had time to figure out dinner later. The patio was huge. Easily upward of 50 tables. We waited several minutes for a table but eventually were seated at the very edge of the patio closest to the street. (THIS IS AN IMPORTANT FACT).
So we are sitting, I’m enjoying a glass of wine, enjoying the atmosphere, when all of a sudden I see coming toward me… a little electric train filled with tourists. It literally drives right beside our table. I could almost reach out and touch it… almost. Then it strikes me that it would be a lot of fun for Isaac (he loves trains). At this point the train is right beside me and I can see a brochure on the side of the train facing us. I struggle to get out of my chair, but between my hip and the flagstones, there is no way I am going to get out of my chair on time. I shout at Everett who is the next closest to “Quick! Grab a brochure!” He, like the teenager he is, looks up from his phone with disdain, his expression… Really Mom? And just like that the train is past us and he’s not chasing it. The moment has passed.
Half an hour later, we’re eating our food and what do I see? Everett like the great kid he is, immediately, but like, in a super cool way, gets up, snags a brochure and we’re set.
Are you ready for it? The trains ran every half hour from… Notre Dame Cathedral… you know the one we wanted to visit. And every stop we wanted to see…and more…were on the trip. Since they were all stops you can only see from the outside, the train could not have been more perfect!
So there it is, my story of God providing for us in Strasbourg.
1. We got the name of a restaurant in Germany, that we couldn’t get reservations at for dinner, so we had lunch there, and out of 50+ tables, we were literally seated at the closest table to the train that, would tour our exhausted bodies all over the city and picked us up from and brought us back to the one place we were actually able and wanted to tour. You know…God’s house.
Now that would be enough right? Except that, as we were walking back to our hotel, for a little rest after the train and Cathedral, I decided to check out a few restaurant menus to find a place for dinner. I looked at a few and everything was okay, but someone would have to compromise. We were almost back to our hotel when somehow we ended off the main street and there right in front of us was a beautiful restaurant with a perfect menu…for EVERYONE!
As we sat there enjoying our dinner that night we could not help but feel fully and completely blessed. We had been physically exhausted when we got to Strasbourg, and instead of trekking miles over the city to see the sights, we were able to sit back and relax and then enjoy a fantastic meal at the end of our day.
That day was a day that God’s blessings were full and obvious to us, but how many days does he bless us in ways that we aren’t even aware of.
I pray that He gives you days like He gave us, full of blessings and love, days to be enjoyed and grateful for. God is good.
P.S. I guess the work thing is for another time 🙂