The annual GCBC Women’s Retreat was this past weekend. It had been several years since I had attended the gathering that convenes at Camp Warren for one weekend (Friday eve - Sunday noon) a year.
The group of women, young and ‘seasoned’, spent time in worship and listening to challenging messages based around the theme of friendship. Wonderful meals and great table talk seasoned the time spent together.
A personal highlight of the weekend retreat was the time I spent alone late Saturday afternoon as I walked beside the peaceful lake at the camp ground. The sun was bright and the sky was clear blue. I listened as the birds are beginning to sing a more convincing Spring song...and I observed the branches of the bare trees that are also testifying to the change of season as they prepare to burst forth with full bloom of flower and leaf.
Retreat for me was in those moments of quiet, meditation, prayer, and God’s Word thanks to the Daily Audio Bible podcast. Retreat was basking in the warm, early Spring sunlight, embracing the moment. Laying flat on my back, looking up to the sky, these words, this song, inspired by Isaiah 40:8, went through my mind...
The group of women, young and ‘seasoned’, spent time in worship and listening to challenging messages based around the theme of friendship. Wonderful meals and great table talk seasoned the time spent together.
A personal highlight of the weekend retreat was the time I spent alone late Saturday afternoon as I walked beside the peaceful lake at the camp ground. The sun was bright and the sky was clear blue. I listened as the birds are beginning to sing a more convincing Spring song...and I observed the branches of the bare trees that are also testifying to the change of season as they prepare to burst forth with full bloom of flower and leaf.
Retreat for me was in those moments of quiet, meditation, prayer, and God’s Word thanks to the Daily Audio Bible podcast. Retreat was basking in the warm, early Spring sunlight, embracing the moment. Laying flat on my back, looking up to the sky, these words, this song, inspired by Isaiah 40:8, went through my mind...
“I See You” by Rich Mullins
Lord, You’re leading me
With a cloud by day
And then in the night
The glow of a burning flame
And everywhere I go, I see You
And You take my hand
And You wash it clean
I know the promised land
Is light years ahead of me
And everywhere I go, I see You
Well, the eagle flies
And the rivers run
I look through the night
And I can see the rising sun
And everywhere I go, I see You
Well, the grass will die
And the flowers fall
But Your Word’s alive
And it will be after all
And everywhere I go, I see You
With a cloud by day
And then in the night
The glow of a burning flame
And everywhere I go, I see You
And You take my hand
And You wash it clean
I know the promised land
Is light years ahead of me
And everywhere I go, I see You
Well, the eagle flies
And the rivers run
I look through the night
And I can see the rising sun
And everywhere I go, I see You
Well, the grass will die
And the flowers fall
But Your Word’s alive
And it will be after all
And everywhere I go, I see You
I am so thankful for the weekend away...surrounded by the raw beauty of life reawakening after a long, brutal winter. The power of Jesus’ resurrection from the grave and promise of restoration are so perfectly alluded to by Spring. Indeed, these days...everywhere I go I see Him!
The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God stands forever.
Isaiah 40:8
1 comment:
Beautiful words, wonderful truths!
(I like the way you refer to my age category--'seasones' ;)
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