Things I learned on a 3 Day Mom Retreat
For the first time all three of my teens, my youngest children, left together for 8 days with their youth group. At first I felt a little lost, but then I decided to seize the moment. And head west for a MOM RETREAT. There are a few things I learned on this trip.
If you find yourself facing a few days alone, and an open calendar, AND there is a place you have wanted to visit…GO! As I quickly considered, then planned this trip I knew there was one place I wanted to go, the North Rim of the Black Canyon of the Gunnison. I’ve wanted to visit this National Park for a couple of years, but because of the distance from our home we haven’t been able to schedule the amount of days our family would need for such a long road trip. But guess what? I gathered some camping gear, filled a little cooler and headed off.
Hiking alone, might not be advised, but it is GLORIOUS. Making my way to the North Rim early in the morning, I got to do a 3 mile hike, alone. I did text my husband before I took off on foot, letting him know where I was and when I planned to be back to my car. It was about 6 am and there was NO ONE else on the trail. I couldn’t believe it and thoroughly enjoyed the solitude.
Support is good, but facing fear when it is just you and God is faith building. I have struggled with FEAR all of my life. Every once in awhile I discover that while I’ve taken back much ground, there are more deep places where fear resides in me. FEAR tried to cloud my view that morning, but I did battle with the thoughts in my head. By reciting Scripture and audibly giving thanks for every little thing that I saw and heard on that trail, I had the most marvelous time. I had to draw from the Well by myself, and I am changed, strengthened.
The next adventure I take like this, I am hoping to do with a friend. There is nothing I would change about my 3 days exploring alone, but now I want to go on an adventure with one of my girl friends!
How about you, have you taken a Mom Retreat alone?
28 And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose. 29 For whom He foreknew, He also predestined to be conformed to the image of His Son, that He might be the firstborn among many brethren.
Honestly I have quoted verse 28 many times, I have sought the truth of this passage, wrestled with it, never being able to reconcile it with this one thing. But verse 29, it was not familiar to me.
|He uses my broken desperate need to conform me to the image of His Son.|
And dear precious one reading these words, these words are for YOU. Broken, lovely You, whom He has foreknown and predestined. The dark bad things, the evil things are not His plan for you. But the good He can make out of them is far more than we can hope for.
It is Saturday evening and this week’s end is rolling out sweet calm. I am enjoying a wee bit of quiet while each kiddo and teen residing in this home are scattered about the house soaking up fringe hours in each delightful way.
Last weekend we headed out of town for a quick trip back to my hometown, and arrived back home just in time for me to do the monthly bread run for a ministry I am involved in. The kids were a bit disappointed that we didn’t make it back in time for youth group, but all were thankful to be able to get to sleep earlier.
It is good to “go back home”, even when it is hard. I’m learning that. In the hot hard rubs of relational struggles I am slowing learning to look for grace, to dig for grace and to let myself be the conduit of grace. For sure it is a clumsy, bent conduit.
Life is confirming many things that I have been learning over the years and lately. A gentle answer does indeed take the sting out of a tense moment. Pausing to give one more kind word gets more done relationally than I can knock off the to do list in twice the time. Yes, this week I’ve needed to pause many times, dig quickly for more kind words and speak gentle grace over and over again. And not necessarily because others around me pushing hard, but more often because I’m not slowing enough.
Do you ever find that? That by slowing, pausing a bit, the gentle word comes more easily, kindness is more able to flow, and grace settles weary or tensed spirits?
It is good, in the sweet calm of a week’s end to spend a few moments reflecting. I would love to hear what you may be pondering in the exhale of a full week. Please, leave a comment and let’s encourage one another.
Fun mail is always a treat to receive, and look what was waiting for me when I returned from a busy day of driving kids to and fro…
These boxes from Purex Insiders always hold something new to try, and to share with others. This box was no different! Inside was a bottle of Dial Miracle Oil Hand Soap Infused with Marula Oil (it was interesting to read about this oil) . We’ve had the bottle of soap at our hand washing station near the back door. Each of us has noticed that this soap does not leave our hands feeling dry at all. That is a big bonus in our family of allergy caused dry skin and eczema!
This New product from Dial is infused with Marula Oil to bring nourishment and skin hydration to our hand washing experience. Enjoy the smooth feel of Miracle Oil as you wash away dirt and germs, and enjoy the feeling of smooth, refreshed hands afterward! I think you’ll enjoy having a bottle of this hand soap by your sink.
Check back tomorrow for a giveaway that includes a FREE PRODUCT coupon for Dial soaps!