I’m sneaking away this weekend, going out-of-town to a women’s retreat with a friend from home.
I’ve not been away for a weekend women’s retreat since 2009. Isaac was a baby and it was a Mothers of Preschoolers conference in Florida.
When she messaged me about the retreat back in February, I found that I immediately responded with a YES! even though my knee-jerk reaction is almost always to decline invitations like these. Our lives are packed here and weekends are prime sermon writing time for my bi-vocational husband and well, to be honest, it’s hard for me unplug.
If you’ve been reading here for the past year, you have probably already picked up on that. I’m an over the top Type A and things that disrupt my order of life are just not allowed or even entertained. (I’m working on my control issues. It’s called planting a church.)
So I told sweet Reta that I’d go and spend a weekend with a group of ladies that I have never met and that I was very thankful that she had invited me. As soon as I sent the message, I fully expected panic to set in, but in true God fashion, He replaced my natural bent towards panic with excitement.
Two weeks later I gave up noise for Lent.* I guess you know that, too.
In a few hours, I will kiss my family goodbye and climb out of my car into a weekend of listening to the Lord. All of this hushing has made my mind a little less cluttered and my heart a little more opened, but my soul is still desperate for heaven’s whisper, “Keep going. This is the plan I have for you.” So I pack my bags this morning with anticipation of God to move. To speak. To calm. To be God in my smallness.
And if you are inclined to pray, please pray for me to see the Lord in my time alone this weekend. Please pray that I will come home a little more full and a lot more committed to doing the next thing here, whatever that may be. Please also pray for Thad as he sest the sermon writing aside and fully engages the kids. He has planned a full weekend of fun, but I know him and he will struggle with being pulled into work he considers Kingdom work. The kids are our Kingdom work and we so often forget that. We both struggle with living in the moment.
*And for those of you wondering, I haven’t done so well giving up noise. Loneliness makes a girl reach out to friends across the country, and well, I am in a lonely state of life right now. I don’t carry my phone everywhere, but late at night, I do login and scroll through your faces in my feed. And may the truth set me free.