What did you all do today? I traveled to Australia and Europe, became royalty and dressed up in a silly, makeshift costume to be a contestant on Let’s Make a Deal. And this has been just since 7 p.m. Currently, I’m perched on my top bunk with my laptop, listening to my fellow 60 women campers run around chatting, laughing, playing practical jokes and just enjoying the “Wonderful World” (which is the theme of our retreat).
I love getting together with women. Especially fun women. Although this is a spiritual retreat, there has been lots of laughter. And I do mean lots. Just like there will be in Heaven.
In Australia, we discussed isolation (since it is an isolated continent). We read the Scriptures about the woman who had bled for 12 years, and the implications of her condition. Since an issue of blood made a person unclean back then, this woman had become a pariah. She was shunned – unclean. On the level with a piece of garbage. Yet, she dared to touch the hem of the Lord’s garment. Even knowing that her touch would make him unclean, and her life could possibly be forfeit. Somehow, she believed that if she could just pull that off, she would be made whole. And she was. Jesus not only healed her, but he also LOVED her. He made her clean and LOVABLE. Isn’t that what he does for all of us sinners when we come to him for salvation?
In Europe, we got to become royalty, since there are kings, etc. there. We discussed what changes we would make in our lives since we are now sovereign rulers. All of the women at my table agreed that we would no longer do housework of any type. Then we discussed the true King of Kings and Lord of Lords, and how this aspect of Christ is often forgotten. Sometimes we just want to think of him as the Baby in the manger, or just as the one who saves us. Not as someone worthy of our worship and praise.
Then we had 5 minutes to come up with a costume from only items we’d brought with us. I sported boxer shorts (brought for sleeping in), mismatched socks, flip flops, my bathrobe tied around my neck like a cape, and a ponytail a la Pebbles. I didn’t manage to come up with any of the required items, however, so didn’t have a chance at winning an Oscar Meyer weiner whistle or any of the other cool prizes. Sigh.
Oh well, tomorrow is another day!
Your Royal Highness,
ReplyDeleteSounds like it was a great time....thanks for sharing what you learned, it is good to be reminded of those very important thing.
Just now, when I typed "Your royal highness" it reminded me of a joke Matt and I had. Somehow, he found out my brothers used to tease me and call me "The Queen" growing up, so he did that when he wanted to be onery or sarcastic (which was...every waking moment?), and I don't know how he worked it out, but that HIS title should be "Boss." Maybe he was just more in tune with the spiritual aspects of the titles?? :) Glad you got some time with your girl and all the other ladies. I'll have to take you to lunch sometime soon.
The Queen