beautiful sunsets

100_0084 A few years ago Julie and I were vacationing in Mexico. It was nearing the end of our week and we wanted to have dinner at a nice restaurant to culminate our time away. I asked the concierge at the hotel where we were staying to make us a reservation at one of his favorite restaurants. The time came for dinner, so the concierge hailed us a cab and off we went.

We had never been to this part of Mexico before and so, even though we had spent the week there, we knew very little about the area except for the parts we had managed to explore when we weren’t at the pool or beach. We assumed the restaurant would be in the main downtown area that we were already familiar with. We were wrong. We sped through that area and, after leaving town, headed up the side of a mountain. Twenty-five minutes into the ride I started getting a little concerned. We were pulling into a little Mexican village, cobblestones and all. As we wound our way through the narrow streets we had to avoid children playing soccer. We got more than one curious look from people standing on the street as if a taxi was not a common sight.

What had been a concern now turned into full fledged worry complete with an escape plan. I was sure we were being kidnapped for ransom, after all is was happening in many places in Mexico. I was watching for a place where, when the cab slowed down enough, I could grab Julie and jump out of the car and make our escape. I was rehearsing in my mind the route we had taken to get to where we were so I could get us out of there.

We turned a corner and just as I was about to open the door, I saw the sign for the restaurant. We got out and enjoyed one of the nicest dinners we have ever had, on the veranda of an old Mexican villa, on the side of a mountain over looking Banderas Bay. We enjoyed some of the best seafood we had ever eaten. We experienced the hospitality of the family who had owned the villa for generations, and watched one of the most beautiful sunsets we had ever seen.

How often my walk with God has been like that. I asked Him to let me walk in His will, only to panic along the way because of the unfamiliarity of the journey and the fear the enemy conjured up in my mind. And yet when all was said and done I enjoyed one of the best moments of my life that God had prepared for me!


2 Responses to “beautiful sunsets”

  1. 1 pamela denny
    October 5, 2009 at 1:31 pm

    I’m on that road now, good message my friend.

  2. 2 dom
    October 5, 2009 at 2:04 pm

    The taxie driver was blessed,
    Had it been Shirley and me…who knows what would have occured.

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