Nashville, part 2After my meeting on Friday was just a meeting, I was disappointed and confused. But I decided to enjoy my weekend. After all, the original point of our trip was to see our friends from Virginia. So we did just that. Mark and I took Photobaby to historic downtown Franklin, our whole group went to the zoo, we found a park to swing in, and we made a quick stop downtown for BBQ, souvenirs and even some music. (Stay tuned for photos later this week.)
After lunch on Sunday, we hit the road, not looking forward to 9-10 hours in a car with a tired baby. And a little sad that our weekend was coming to an end. But glad we'd made the trip.
We talked a bit about what we'd seen in Nashville, listened to the Titans beat the Chiefs and napped. Well, Photobaby and I napped. Mark drove. We stopped for gas, fought over a misunderstanding, changed Photobaby's diaper on another gas station counter and bought her yet another box of chicken nuggets. And I tried not to think about Friday.
Then, somewhere in Illinois, I saw it - a rainbow in the sky above the highway. It hadn't been raining, so I'm not sure where it came from. And I wasn't looking for a big sign from above, although my friend, Katie, had said when we left that she hoped I got a billboard from God.
The original rainbow was a symbol, a sign of God's promise not to destroy the earth - and mankind - again. So while that's not necessarily applicable, I am taking that unexpected rainbow as a reminder of God's other promises. That He has plans for us, that He loves us, that He will protect us, that all things work together for good. And I think it means I'm moving to Nashville.
(Thank you so much to everyone who prayed about my trip! I'll share more about this journey as it happens!)
