I got back from our women's retreat this afternoon. It was a very good weekend. This morning we woke up to a blanket of snow on everything. The tall pines were all weighed down by the wet snow and it kept falling onto our heads.
Lots of snowball tossing. Ann Marie was pitching snowballs like they were softballs (and she was in a championship game) at anyone who came out of the cabin door. It was hilarious to watch (from our window). People were trying to pack up their cars and they would have to dodge snowballs while doing it. She had really good aim too!
Our guest speaker is a really good Bible teacher. Really.good.Bible.teacher. (and I don't do the periods after each word thing lightly) So it was a full weekend as well. No fluff....lotsa meat. She talked about being still and finding refuge in Christ....all from the Psalms. I shared a few sentences about soaking in God's love. Then Sheri, who came with me told me on the way home that she had written a chapter of her new book about soaking in God's love in her hot tub....a place of refuge and comfort to her, reminding her of the warmth of His love. It was very telling of how God works, placing the same thought in several different places and then they all converge to confirm and encourage that you are on to something....on to His leading.
I love it when that happens.
No soaking this weekend, as there was little time to ourselves. Kind of ironic that we went to something called a retreat, but were rarely away from the crowds. But we did hear from God and have come away with minds that are full of treasures from His Word.