I stumbled onto two really excellent posts this morning, that I so totally relate to as a new convert to the Catholic Church. I don’t know how many times I’ve been reading through my familiar verses and something new will seem to have magically appeared there that I didn’t see before. I love how the Word of God is alive and active! You can read these articles here and here.
This past week has been a strange one. As a result of catching some sort of stomach bug, I sleepwalked through the first half of the week, and spent the other half reading and writing in preparation for my grand idea of a virtual ladies retreat here at New Things. As a result, I found myself at the end of the week a bit discombobulated and spacey. I put my youngest (last daughter at home) on a plane yesterday, headed for Dallas to spend four weeks with her older sister, and am contemplating the coming month without her vivacious presence. I plan to seize the day (weeks) and finish up my studies on prayer that I will share in August.
After I announced the virtual retreat plan, about midway through one of my posts about prayer, I got this overwhelming feeling of panic and dread. I certainly feel like I’ve bitten off more than I can chew, and wonder if giving myself four weeks was enough. I am praying fervently as I share what I am learning about prayer, that God will teach me, and guide me, and that it would be His work, not mine. I am also praying for the readers of these posts, that they would be personally ministered to as the Holy Spirit meets the individual needs of the reader, right where she is…and mostly, that God would be glorified through it all.