Wednesday, May 2, 2012


As I've spent the week processing and debating what to tell about this weekend.  I can't think of a single thing I might have taught the women, because I am still processing all that they taught me. 

This is good. I think that if one plans to teach without allowing themselves to be taught then I wonder how can they, the unteachable, can truly teach.  Just a little theory I have in the forefront of my mind anytime I go to teach.

Of the 35 ladies that attended I think each one challenged me in one way or another.  Some were so personal I will not record them here, but I left loving each women more even those I had just met.  It has been difficult to put these gifts into words as I write in my list.  Actually I'm still writing and reflecting on all of these things.

I learned once again that the real work is done by the Holy Spirit.  Military wife and I planned, prepared, organized, and talked it up big to the girls and yet still some came kicking and screaming (I'm only slightly exaggerating.  The girls did not want to be there).  You could watch the girls change over the weekend.  They softened and allowed the Holy Spirit to change there lives.  We're still learning the impact He had over the weekend.  We were simply the tools He chose to use.  While we obeyed by giving our best, our best was nothing compared to what He did.

If you look closely at every body's facial expressions they are great!

Never once heard this little man

Mother and daughters bonding.

I also learned or rather relearned that if I'm convicted of something then I should speak up about it.  Something that comes naturally most times, but as of late it has been difficult.  After this weekend those convictions have been renewed.  This weekend we did not please everybody, but the truth was spoken and for that we have no regrets.

Military wife and I are very different people, but as a team God allowed us to do big things.  I'm planner, she's a procrastinator.  She cares about peoples feelings, I'm a get the job done and hope we don't have any causalities.  I taught Grace she taught God's Love.  They went hand in hand.  They were taught very differently.

Her session began Saturday at dusk with worship and the glow of candles.  She told the girls of His love and then let the Holy Spirit speak to there hearts.  She allowed them time to process all that they had learned and seen.  She allowed Him to move.

The night ended with communion.  It was beautiful to watch the girls come and go as they were ready and wanted to remember what kind of Love Jesus had given...I learned that when the body works as God wants it too, great things can be done, not just good things.

A verse given to me this weekend:
"All of this," said David, "the LORD made me understand in writing by his hand upon me understand in writing by His hand upon me, all the details of this pattern."  then David said to his son Solomon, "Be strong and courageous, and act; do not fear nor be dismayed, for the LORD God, my God, is with you.  he will not fail you nor forsake you until all the work for the service of the house of the LORD is finished."
~ 1 Chronicles 28:19-20

2081.  Good back and forth with the mom's.
2082.  Short times of quiet and rest through out the set up day.
2083.  Driving the church van alone leaving me lots of time to talk with my Creator.
2085.  Jenny more then willing to run here and there for us as we set up.
2089.  The mothers noticing how safe the campground felt.
2090.  The need to pray.
2091.  A husband who prays.
2092.  entering each session seeing the girls hearts softened just a little bit more.
2093.  Watching the mothers stand back and love the daughters.
2094.  Seeing the mothers and daughters working together (turning a one hour session into a three hour session).
2095.  Tears of understanding overwhelming Love.
2101.  Many laughs over the dinner table.
2102.  A candle lit session.
2103.  As soon as I prayed for spiritual protection, the girls began to pour out to the communion table.
2104.  Realizing all the important work is done by the Holy Spirit.
2107.  All the encouragement from the mothers.
2109.  Just being another late comer to every meal.
2111.  Sunday morning worship.
2126.  Reading all of the notes the ladies wrote to me.

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