This weekend Bryan and I participated in a training conference that brought together people we hadn’t seen in years, and I was able to catch up with friends from back in The Day. My weekend was full of deep, rich, fifteen-minute catch-up conversations.
What struck me the most was the vivid transformation of so many friends – women I was close to, as one friend put it, during such a pivotal time in our lives as we contemplated marriage and babies and other life altering decisions – women, who have now grown, and been broken, and rebuilt, and are so different than I remember, yet so familiar. It felt like such a celebration of God’s grace and mercy, and served as another reminder that God does not leave us in one place, that I will not always be where I am right now.
I was also encouraged to hear that so many of these women have been transformed while serving in leadership roles – that there is no illusion of perfection among the leadership of this community, that humility and brokenness is a welcomed part of ministry within the church.
The culture of hope within the community was downright infectious!
sweet friend,
it was wonderful seeing you and Bryan this weekend..
lets for sure get a date on the calendar for you guys to come over for dinner and you and the kids here for a play date!
love,
trisha
that sounds lovely. it is very hard to remember, in this moment, that we will move forward and that we ARE moving forward.