We were lucky enough to spend a few days in Florida last week for a long-anticipated family trip to “Harry Potter World” in Orlando.
It was, indeed, magical.
For the girls, much of that magic centered around being immersed in an interactive version of the Harry Potter universe. They got to wear Hogwarts robes, wave wands, and try butter beer at the Leaky Cauldron for themselves.
For parents, the creativity and attention to detail in the theme park were certainly fun, but the deepest magic was different. It was the magic of being together as a family in that narrow window when the kids are finally old enough to remember the trip, but still young enough to want to hold our hands through the airport. It was also the magic of throwing off our winter coats and trying to find our sunscreen in the middle of January — which is to say, the magic of stolen freedom, escaping weather and routines, and getting to be passengers instead of pilots for just a little while. It was the magic of seeing the girls amazed to learn that their mom, among her many accomplishments, is also a pretty good bowler — only to have their amazement redoubled at discovering that at this bowling alley, anyway, the waiter brings french fries right to your lane.
It’s fascinating how life teaches us what is truly magical, isn’t it?
It constantly reminds us just to be attentive, and sweep out the cobwebs that keep us from seeing what is around us.
There is so much wonder in our lives that we get too immersed in our daily routines and responsibilities to notice.
God is so very good to us in such unassuming and beautiful ways.
May these days find you well and able to see some of that goodness near to hand in your own life today.
See you in church,