It was really hard for me but I had an amazing time.
A few days before the retreat Brenda (girl on the prayer team) and I talked on the phone about the last min details and what we needed to get done before Friday. She mentioned that Teresa (Women's ministry coordinator) made some time in the schedule for us to have some corporate time in prayer. It was 15 min before each session. So, she asked me to take on one session and prepare something (10-15 min in length). Those days before the retreat really were hard, I wanted to just call Teresa and tell her I wasn't going to go. I had such a fear in me and I just wanted to tell Brenda that I wasn't up for it. But I didn't call Teresa and I didn't tell Brenda. I just prayed every time I thought about having to pray aloud in front of all those women. I told God that since he brought this to me, He better see me through.. and he did… see Saturday for more info.
Friday – I took off from work, so that we could head up early and beat the rush and so we could have some relaxing down time before the days got crazy. I drove up taking Shannon L. (my biking buddy) and Kathy (new believer that is new to our church) in my car. It was a nice drive and totally good conversations about the holy spirit and so much more. The first session wasn't until 7pm that evening, so we just hung out and chit chatted – I helped make sure we had all the encouragement envelopes ready for the last min ladies. I was shocked this year at how many women we had. 108!! That is the most ever. As you know, I was also on the prayer team and I spent some time praying Friday and just enjoying the company of God. After the session, I didn't go to a brake out group, because I chose to be in charge of getting the camp fire ready and going good for all the ladies to come and roast marshmallows and hotdogs. This time alone was great and scary. I was sitting out in the DARK alone and freaked out at what animal might come up and out to get me. I spent this time praying for the women of The Well that they would let the holy spirit move in their lives and really hear God clearly this weekend and I prayed for me and the time that I would have to share in front of the ladies. Once the ladies started coming to the fire I roasted a hot dog and went to bed. It was about 11 or 12.
Saturday – I got up early (6am) and spent some much needed time in the word and praying. I was looking to find something meaningful for Michelle Jones (the speaker) so she would be encouraged and I wrote a verse on a card for her and slipped it under her door before breakfast. I also spent some time praying about what God would put on my heart to share for whenever Brenda would come and tell me, "Can you do this session?" that I would be ready – but nothing came to mind. But that morning during breakfast – she did come to me and she did ask me if I could share before this mornings session (my mind said calmly, "Nope." – but I didn't say that). I have to admit I went into complete PANIC mode. I was freaked out. I finished breakfast and went into the prayer room to start preparing what "I" would share. But then I quickly change my thinking into what GOD would have me share. It wasn't me, it wasn't my message, it wasn't my prayer… it was God's. I was looking through my bible and praying and I then remembered the verse I wrote to Michelle, Lamentations 3:22-25… now, I can't remember what all I said that morning, because it truly was not me speaking. God clearly used the women in the prayer team to talk about this verse with me before and then when I got up there, the words flowed freely and openly. I was scared to death and God provided in a way I didn't think he would before. I had a faith like iron and I knew standing up there He was going to use me to do something profound, but what I didn't know is that, that profound thing, was done IN ME. He came through and showed me his love when I had the most fear. He was so faithful even in my fear. I not only READ out loud in front of 108 women but I prayed and it was dynamic and moving. People at my table had no idea I was so afraid and had no clue about my decade long fear of praying aloud. I was smiling from ear to ear the rest of the trip. I was moved to tears during worship that morning and still feel like God is blessing me in that area. During break that day I slept. I took a couple hour nap and spent some time praying and writing encouragement notes. Then it was time for dinner and session 3… all the sessions were so wonderful and I got so much out of them, but I honestly believe that my message from God at this retreat was prayer and trusting in HIM to do the work in me. That it's not my work, its HIS work – therefore, there is NOTHING I can do to make it better or complete it… He has to do it in HIS timing and in HIS way… I just need to follow HIS leading and stop trying to control everything. I have had such a peace these days and I have been more calm and not near as irritable or insensitive. I have been able to find joy in the irritating things in life, and I am trusting God more. Its really been great. My brake out group was awesome. I got to know more women at The Well and it was just AMAZING! I am blessed to now have more friends that love Jesus and that honestly want to see me grow in HIM!
Sunday – the morning Chapel was great. Mercedes (girl from church) read her poem with such power and conviction. Michelle's message poured out over then women and we were blessed. I was so tired on the ride home that I had to trust in God again not to snap at my passengers. I was tired and just wanted to be home and the drive felt like it took forever. Then when I got home, I got ready for the week and off to bed. I had NO time to process what the Lord had been doing all weekend and the stress crept in on my Sunday night. The retreat was quickly forgotten.
Monday – Thursday – was some of the most stress I have ever felt in my life. Looking back, I was under SERIOUS spiritual attack. I did my work in payroll, just plugged away at what I could do and just kept calm and joyful. Smiled a lot to hide the stress. I didn't freak out at work, I was as Jesus like as I could be and I felt successful for sure. But then Thursday I lost all hope that I could do it and keep it together. When I got home from work I went looking for wine… drank WAY too much and I failed in the sin department BIG TIME. I went down in a ball of flames. I even thought in those moments, that I need to just turn to Jesus and I didn't. I chose to get drunk and I chose to feel comfort from outside things, and I felt instant shame. All day Thursday the devil was in my ear telling me I am not good enough and that I am screwing up so many things at work, and that I am not a good daughter or a good wife. So, I wanted to destroy myself and feel comfort and to feel no pain or hurt. So, I drank. The SHAME was unbearable and I confessed and prayed and repented. It took a couple days for me to forgive myself (even though our father is QUICK to forgive).
Friday I had most of the day off from work (since I didn't feel good from the night before). I mopped around the house and watched like 4 movies. One of Jake's best friends is in town from Germany and Jake called me about 6pm and said they are going to come out to the house and hang out. In my head I was like… OH NO YOU ARE NOT! Well… our house was JUST short a what a mine field would look like – so, instead of telling Jake NO that I am not up for company and that my pity party was more important then him and his boys. I said, "Can you stall? I need 2 hours." I needed to shower and clean the whole house. Which I did while listening to Fred Hammond and CeCe Winnis. Just as I finished cleaning the whole house I realized my attitude had flipped I was excited to have company and I was happy I was able to bless my husband. He had the boys over and they mostly hung out outside at the fire pit. Jake then told me his friend Paul was going to stay the night on our couch and I was instantly in blessing mode. I said to myself – he isn't sleeping on out old crappy couch. I pulled out a mattress and put it on our nice clean floors and put sheets on it, and made it all up nice for him. Then I finished my movie and went to bed (11pm – which is really late for me). Jake came to be at 4am and I wasn't mad… which usually I would have been. I was thankful that he got to spend that time with his friends and be "men".
I think that part of last weeks craziness is that I felt so overwhelmed with EVERYTHING… not being able to really process the retreat, work, my parents selling my childhood home, a dear friend moving away and not really telling me, because I had to hear it from someone else, Jake and I joined a prayer cell group this season, I have fifty million bible studies going on, and then just not getting in the word. So… I had so much going on but I am so blessed all at the same time.
Saturday I arose around 7:30 and made coffee and breakfast for Jake and Paul because I am a GOOD wife. Then it was off to my parents house – where I am helping as much as I can with their move because they now have to be out by 11/1. So, being the GOOD daughter I am, I went to help. I was out to prove satin wrong and be as Jesus like as I could.
Sunday - morning was our women's book study on as Silver refined – which was amazing. It was a time of reflection and talking about mistakes that were made and how to overcome sin in the future. I felt so energized for Jesus. Since I had no time this last week (or just chose not to spend the time) with Jesus I chose to rearrange our house so I would have a Jesus/reading nook. That evening I took full advantage of that reading space and spent HOURS with Jesus, reading the bible, praying, listening and reading verses, and reading my book study. I was so blessed in that time.
Monday - I had a great day, I had a vacations day previously planned. I woke up around 8:30 (which is really late for me). I made some coffee had breakfast, and spent some time with Jesus in my "Jesus nook". Then I was off to lunch with the hubby, then to weight watchers (to get back on track with that) UP to 229lbs, and then to powell's books to get "Sex, Food, and God – learning to overcome addiction" then to pick up Kathy for a hike with Bonnie in the Gorge. Then a Monday night bible study at my sister in laws house. Then HOME… to bed.
I am feeling so bless about the mistake I have made and the grace I am constantly shown by our Father.
Sorry its been so long since my last blog. I will try to work harder to get more blogs out.

