This weekend I went on a woman's retreat with some women from our homeshool co-op. The speakers were wonderful. So many stories of God's grace. So many dead lives changed to alive ones.
I have only been to a handful of retreats. For me, women's retreats are similar to child birth. Quite painful. You know how God erases the full extent of that pain until you are on the birthing table again. Well, I forgot how much I really don't enjoy retreats. I don't enjoy being shown my problems. I don't enjoy going to those hurtful places when I have nicely folded them and tucked them under the bed for the winter. Those places you thought you had dealt with but really, really you haven't. Those wounds that are 26 years old and have never been shared.
I have never been so secretly happy to go home. Then that touch of love from Him. My youngest son plays the piano and he is rather good. My favorite song is Beautiful, beautiful so he asked me to buy it for him last week. In one week he learned it. On his own! He is only 11! As I walk in the kitchen he starts to play it. That was God's kiss to me today.
Thank you Father that you NEVER condemn but you ALWAYS love your children. Even when it hurts.
Album: My Paper Heart Artist: Francesca Battistelli
Don’t know how it is You looked at me
And saw the person that I could be
Awakening my heart
Breaking through the dark
Suddenly Your grace
Like sunlight burning at midnight
Making my life something so
Mercy reaching to save me
All that I need
You are so
Now there’s a joy inside I can’t contain
But even perfect days can end in rain
And though it’s pouring down
I see You through the clouds
Shining on my face
I have come undone
But I have just begun
Changing by Your grace