A couple of weeks ago, we spent Labor Day weekend in the mountains. Some friends blessed us tremendously with the use of their beautiful mountain cabin for four days! I love getting away with my family! What was extra-special was that we got to visit with Aunt Betty and Uncle Gene a couple of times while we were there! We met them at our favorite pizza place in Waynesville and then spent a gorgeous evening watching the sunset over Lake Junaluska. We met another time for a cook out on our screened-in porch, watching a thunder storm pass over the distant mountains.
Brad, the kids, and I spent time hiking to water falls, and even hiking a teeny tiny portion of the Appalachian Trail near the NOC in Nantahala Gorge. We packed lots of picnics and ate wherever our day led us. We spent one day exploring Gatlinburg, TN, where we played indoor miniature golf. We also fell prey to the “fudge trap,” and bought over a pound of the butter and sugar concoction, including a slice of mint chocolate chip, caramel and sea salt, and chocolate raspberry! On our way home from Gatlinburg, we pulled over to the side of the road to watch elk. Then we explored the “Road to Nowhere,” which was really exciting.
One morning, we set out to a waterfall to take the family Christmas picture. You should just hear the groans and murmurs when I mention “it’s time to make the family Christmas photo!” I hoped this year would be different! When we arrived at the falls after a short hike, people were everywhere. They just did not even consider that I wanted to take a family picture with no one else in it! 🙂 I decided we would wade into the river at the bottom of the falls and set up my tripod in the water to take our picture away from the people. We did get our picture with no “extras” in the background, so you will see it in December, unless we happen to get another family photo this fall that we like better! The picture in this post is not the Christmas photo!
As we were packing up to leave, the kids began playing in the water. The boys tried to skip rocks across the water, and Logan stacked a small wall of stones underneath the surface of the clear water. A few minutes later, Logan came to me upset saying, “Luke knocked over my stones!” Seeing this as a good opportunity to preach a sermon, I mean, teach a lesson, I told Logan that his life will be filled with people who will “knock over his stones,” and what is important is how he responds to that. As Christians, we cannot fight with hands or words to get vengeance or to try and right a wrong that’s been done to us. We must pray, then allow the Lord to work on our behalf. We are only responsible for what we say and do, not for the words and actions of others. I explained that Logan must step up and be a man and handle life’s hardships with grace and forgiveness because that’s what Jesus would want. I also encouraged him to keep stacking his stones.
I don’t know if he “got” all that, but hopefully it will be a lesson the Lord will bring back to his mind at another time in his life. We all have had our stones knocked over at some time or another, but our Christian character is never more clear than how we respond in those times.