Retreat Memories

Dear Reader, if you know me, you’ll know that I love retreats. Today’s post is a retreat reflection from my journal dated July 15, 2022. I share it here because it is tender to my heart, and because I hope it inspires you to consider going on a retreat yourself. There is something about getting away from it all to seek the Lord in the quietness of soul. I find that clutter moves aside, and what is important tends to surface. Such is the case discovered below.

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This retreat has primarily been a gentle stirring of the hand of God within my heart. Not a deep unearthing. Just gentleness. Just holy slow simple yearnings.

I’m grateful for the

not have to’s - not ought to’s - not whatevers

It just was - what it was - and I rest…

Stirring of dreams roll again in my soul

having been buried yet still alive

my call to write

in finding / accepting / owning my voice - my heart

I find again what was there

waiting. calling. wooing

I find me

in Christ

and maybe… just maybe

in a healthy way

I find me - in others

through reflections of wholeness

even in wounds

He is the fullness that fills all in all

and all includes

me.

Thank you, Lord.

Mary