Well, at the latest prices, $40 is about half a tank of gas for our 12-passenger van. So we drove up to McCall, Idaho Saturday to have a little family adventure. It was the last day of the Snow Festival and we wanted to see the ice/snow carving competition.
I found myself counting to ten all day–no, I wasn’t angry. I was counting
chickens children. 2, 4, 6, 8. 10. 2, 4, 6, 8. 10. The last two were easy because I was carrying Miriam in a toddler backpack and Andrea had Iain in a baby sling. It was the other 8 that I had to keep my eyes on!
Actually, we spent more time on the road than in McCall, but it was a fun family outing. We really don’t get the whole family out often enough in public.
So, nothing really epic happened, but life with ten children sludging around in the snow looking at ice sculptures, breathing in the cold air, feeling the weight of a two year old on your back after missing a turn and hiking a mile and a half up a hill out of the way to get back to the van–this, too is adventure.
Seeing God’s handiwork in the living sculptures He has created and then seeing how creative people can be–with snow!–reminded us of how creative He really is.
For freedom Christ has set us free; stand firm therefore, and do not submit again to a yoke of slavery. (Galatians 5:1 ESV)