After all God did for us last year, all the miracles He performed day after day, His presence through it all was so apparent to us; we never felt Him leave our side, you'd think my faith could never falter. I don't know if that's really what has happened...my FAITH hasn't faltered, I have. I felt abandoned, dismissed, ignored. I was angry with myself. Was I angry with God? I don't think it went that far but I definitely was angry with Becky. I felt selfish. How could I possibly be anything but ecstatic with my life, with my blessings, with my answered prayer. I don't know...but I was unhappy. Unmotivated.
Mom insisted we go on our church's Women's Retreat. One more thing I was agreeing to without feeling any urge or desire what so ever. Which made me angry with Becky again. I could not hear God talking to me anymore. I could not feel his presence with me at ALL.
This last weekend I met and worshipped beside some of the most amazing, God fearing, loving and open women I've ever known in my life. I don't think I've ever cried so hard and so much as I did those three days. I know I've never been prayed over as much as I was. (not prayed FOR...prayed OVER.) I'm not sure anyone can understand what an opportunity a retreat is, to fellowship with sisters or brothers in Christ in a natural setting with no outside interruptions, unless you have been to one. It was life changing. Life altering. I am so blessed to have been talked into going, so fortunate for God's intervention in forcing me out of my house and out of my "comfort zone". I hadn't heard Him for so long. I hear Him again. Our speaker gave me so many enlightening things to think and pray about...she was inside my head the entire weekend, but she also gave me the "Ah-hah Moment" I needed to snap out of my funk. I know it will still take work, I know I'm not fixed overnight. But now I know that I have not been abandoned; on the contrary, God gave me 25 other women to support me through this next phase.
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