I will try and express that which I feel I will about such a topic and what that experience was like maybe in time but there is nothing certain in what words God will provoke me to write about that experience and if I can even put words to what all was on my mind, heart, and in my being.
The conference was something.
One of my favorite parts was my breaks getting to walk outside and listen... talk with my dearest cousin... and just get some energy out. On one of my walks around the church where the conference was I noticed this little tent. It was "the smoke shack" area. I loved it, I couldn't help walking away smiling, I love that this church has a area for people's addictions to be acted out at church, It was something about this conference though not about Sex Abuse, is something I will never forget.
It was good and yet difficult that my counseling class was there. I was thankful for some safe relationships I have made in this group that I was so glad those people were just physically there.
The weekend ended with a great memory. My dear friend and classmate Elizabeth said as we were waiting after it was done, "I just want to lay in the grass" I was like yes lets do it. So we did, we laid in the grass under a big tree and looked up at the beautiful blue sky and watched. We talked and were silent, It was such a neat way to relax, rejoice and delight in something fun, playful and beautiful.
As it came to a close with a great car trip back with sweet company of memories thus far, a glass of my favorite sparkling wine I am pondering my hearts comfort in new friendships
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