Two years ago, Patric and I were transitioning from our life in IL to our new life here in PA. We were grieving the loss of living daily life with many, many dear friends in IL...as well as saying our final good-bye here on earth to his mom who fought a long battle with cancer. And come the Spring of 2008, it was time to figure out how to make life work here.
So, one of the things I decided to do was to go the women's retreat at the church I thought we were going to end up attending. I didn't know anyone going on the retreat, and I was very fearful. I called up the woman in charge (now, a dear friend) and had her put me in a room with 3 other women that I didn't know. The weekend came and it was a blessing to me beyond words.
Two years later...the Spring of 2010. I was now the woman in charge of the retreat at our church. :) And now I know every woman who went on the retreat. I was able to assure fearful women who weren't sure they wanted to come because they didn't know anyone. The weekend came and it was a blessing to me beyond words.
It's hard to say which of these two retreats were more meaningful to me in the different phases of my life. But this I know, God meets me where I am. Provides for me what I need. Is gracious and kind. And what the pain of transition during these two years has shown me is that I can trust him. He is the one who is always with me.
"So, do not fear, for I am with you..." Isaiah 41:10a
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