Friday, February 28, 2014
Fridays at First Day: The Neighbor at the Door
Often, a women's retreat is laden with tears and wrought with cleansing, yet exhausting, emotion. This year, I headed off to Gettysburg feeling secure in my lot in the Lord. And while the weekend was certainly powerful, I spent most of the time smiling. Watching our women worship, sensing them experiencing the Spirit, and wrapping my arms around them in prayer, brought me great joy. I felt God meet me in a place of lightheartedness, a place where He challenged me to see Him and myself as more complicated and beautiful than I had previously pictured. And while I was smiling, this new uncertainty brought a tinge of fear. But, praise God, He wiped that away without changing the expression on my face.