Angel paintings

Its amazing how a little holiday can break the momentum of writing. It's been about 3 weeks since my last confession ha ha. I'm guessing I have about 15 mins before willow wakes up so I'll quickly tell you about the blessings the Lord has bestowed upon me over the break.  Well, as you may already know I've started writting a series of children's books and I desperately needed some time off to do some research.  It always amazes me how God already knows and he goes before me and paves the way.  I had already bought the book I needed to read, just filled the car up with petrol and my house was unusually clean.  Not in any sort of preparation for a holiday, just normal stuff that happens to coincide with my inlaws coming back from their long holiday and my husband having some work up the coast where he needed accommodation for the week.  Aha its all looking like a 'daddy has a wee surprise for his special girl kind of moment'... and it was.  The wonderful parent in-laws came by on the wednesday morn and sent me on my way.  No children for two days! I couldn't believe it, this has only happened I think 5 times in the past 5 years! I drove up the coast and had about 5 hours to kill before Brad finished work so I shopped for a little bit, had some lunch.. and then found myself sitting on the beach reading the most amazing story of a 4 year old boy who went to heaven.  Sitting there reading I said to Jesus, "Do you think I could please see an angel while I'm sitting here, that would be so cool".  I kept looking around expecting to see some bright flash of light and Someone with big wings turn up.  It didn't happen as I was hoping but as I walked up the street to buy a coffee the Lord spoke to me and said "Look up". As I looked up into the sky it was as if angels had flapped their wings in the clouds and they had spread out across the sky in a way I'd never seen before. It was absolutely beautiful.  They had been painting pictures for me in the sky and it really did make my heart flutter.  God knows what speaks to me and anything arty always gets me going.  Spending time with God that day was just the recharge I needed and then to top it all off I had a night with my husband, my other favourite delicacy! It was so strange the next morning after he'd left for work (6am) and I was all alone again. I actually missed the noise of the girls and I was a little lost without them.  I decided I needed to remember that feeling because I'd be home soon wishing I could come back to the peace and quiet.  Sometimes you need to move away from the ones you love to be able to recognise the importance of them in your life.  Absence makes the heart grow fonder???? I think so.