Saturday Plan's

From the Archives: February 5, 2022

Note: This post is part of my From the Archives series, originally written on February 5, 2022.

It’s 10:30 am and Tín is still sleeping. He’s been a bit sleep-deprived this week. We’ve all been home in quarantine, staying up far too late playing video games and waking up early for work and school, which hasn’t left us with much rest. We did get our test results in the middle of the night and, as expected, they were negative.

Since we’re cleared and it’s sunny outside, I’ve planned a family walk for today. I hope the wind won’t be too strong. The plan is to start at SNP and walk along the Danube River for about two miles. That river walk is one of the prettiest in all of Bratislava. I’ve been wanting to enjoy it with my family for some time now, and today feels like the perfect day. After the walk, I’m planning a delicious chicken lunch. Another goal of mine is to have more meals together. Lately, that hasn’t been happening for various reasons, but I really want to make space for it again. After lunch, the plan is couch time and video games. Tomorrow is Sunday, which means no screen time, and then we’ll be heading to Nitra to celebrate Grandpa’s birthday. I want today to feel like a Sabbath day, a day of rest. Monday means back to work for me, but the kiddo will stay home. We’ll see how my plans turn out.

We did manage to go on the walk. It was beautiful. It was also super cold and cloudy, but being together as a family and doing something out of the ordinary was worth it. It’s not easy to convince an almost-teenager to leave the couch, but we did it. And now, we’re back home on that beloved couch again. I still need to cook that chicken lunch.

Something that stood out to me today was the anxiety I felt before we left. I wasn’t feeling well this morning, and as we were getting ready, the anxiety really set in. I know anxiety is a lie that tries to keep me from all the good that God has for me. So instead of giving in and staying home, I prayed through it. I chose to walk in faith, knowing God has me. He’s got my health, and He is my healer. With that truth in my heart, I walked out the door. Physically, I didn’t feel much better, but I felt His protection over my mind and body. Sometimes faith looks like walking out the door for a simple family walk.

I’m really looking forward to our quiet evening now.