Overshadowed

I'm home and have had a 2 hour nap followed by a little mac in my tummy. Exhaustion hit as I hit the edge of town and by the time I had unloaded at the church, my behind was dragging behind me. I downloaded pictures from Jo's camera before she headed home and tried to let them roll through and kept waking up as my head would fall to the side. Zapped!

All the hard work over the last month culminated into a wonderful weekend retreat with 32 precious ladies. What a glorious time we had with each other and our Lord. He met us there. Lives were changed. New friends were made. Long time relationships refreshed. Promises made to meet again next year.

We had five incredible sessions. Tammie, Christal, Dawn, Angela, & Pattie...WOW! That stands for the Word they brought to us and what this retreat was all about...When Women Worship. Alot happens when women worship.

When we truly grasp how Accepted by Christ we are, how His gaze is upon us...when we are completely Willing to love Him and worship Him...when we become Broken before Him...when we open up our heart with a Vulnerability like never before...that availability leaves us Overshadowed by the presence of the Almighty.

In a nutshell...God met us there. The retreat center was outstanding. Picture a large ranch style house with a BIG front porch filled with tables and flowers. The grounds were covered with oak trees and green grass with a big pond not a hundred yards from the house. A cross was set in the east at the base of a hill. The perfect place for worship at sunrise. The memory of women of God covering the grounds, on quilts under trees, on secluded benches, perched in trees, laying at the foot of the cross, walking with Jesus, worshiping with complete abandonment, as if it were them and Jesus, floods my soul even now. It was hard for me to focus on my quiet time with Him at times because the tears would flow just watching what He was doing, what was happening when women worshipped. It was a beautiful sight. It made all the work worth it. Completely.

It was peaceful. restful. anointed. restoring. memorable.

The cross now has stones, stones of remembrance, piled at the foot, covered with the tears, burdens & inhibtions of broken hearts...even the oil of Mary's alabaster jar.
A memorial of past wounds and present healings. New commitments. Brokenness at it's most wholeness. Love at a depth never before experienced. Be it unto me...

I am overwhelmed
I can hardly take it in
I can hear Your still small voice
Whisper in the wind
Whisper in the wind

I am so afraid
Can this really be?
But according to Your word
Be it unto me
Be it unto me

Overshadow me
In the shelter of Your wings
Holy Spirit cover me
Overshadow me.

Overshadow me.

May your overshadowing cover us, each of us. May we abide in Your presence. May we daily choose to say...Be it unto me...