The Three-Day Get-A-Way... Beginnings

It all started with a book. A promotional book at that, which ended up on my desk for possible interviews and give-aways. As always, I perused a few pages to see if our listeners would be interested. About three pages in, Margaret Becker asks the all-dread question for self-motivated work-aholics, "When was the last time I had a vacation?"

I just about started bawling right there. And I started planning my get-a-way with God for Memorial Weekend. No cell phones. No radio. No watch. Brand new red journal, some new pens, and a notion to visit a random coffee/bagel joint in Richmond. Three days to sit and learn to listen again. To find myself in the midst of the continual monologue of my self-narration.

I bought the book, Coming Up for Air, on Wednesday, May 24th.

I had internal begun spending afternoon hours thinking about how to center on Monday, May 22nd. The biggest problem was trying to decided why I felt I was about ready to split down the seams. I wasn't sick or depressed, really. I just needed... space. Three days worth.

Honestly, Friday night I just had to break down and yell at that internal editor and tell her shut up and get out of my way, I was trying to hear the owls. Romans 8:1 sustained me: "For there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus." Hear that?? I yelled. You cannot condemn me for taking this time!