And as if this wasn’t enough of a payoff for lost sleep, I was blessed with another image I’ll share below. But I have to tell you about it before I show you.
A few years ago I read a terrific book by Mark Batterson, titled Wild Goose Chase. I won’t give it away but suffice it to say the title is the English translation of the Celtic term for the Holy Spirit: An Geadh-Glas. The book truly is a tool the Wild Goose used to open the eyes of my heart in new ways to see His work in and through me. Read it.
This pond above is at a local retreat facility where I had the privilege of spending the weekend speaking to a fabulous community of women. They chose Col. 3:12-17 for their key verses and I had the task of sharing about God and His transforming work. Even the process of getting to the retreat was evidence of God at work: our one car had to be in the shop and I was without transportation. One of the lovely women from my own church community graciously offered me their car for the trip. God is in the details people.
The photo above was taken Sunday morning, after my offerings of 4 talks centered on the chosen passage. What a gift this early morning was. How does this tie into Batterson’s book. you ask? In his book he encourages, well challenges, Christ followers to trust God in bigger ways. For me the immediate trust was what He wanted me to say of my life’s brokenness to demonstrate His transformation power to these women.
It was hard to walk back through dark places. It was emotionally painful for me. But it was what God called me to.
When the sun rose on Sunday morning I was up. And when I went outside, seeing the sight above, I heard an unusual bird calling. And I looked over and saw…
A Canadian goose and her gander. They had stopped off on their way back north. I wept. Following the Wild Goose this weekend, women were encouraged in Christ’s work in their lives. I was humbled to have been a part.
I want to follow this Wild Goose wherever He leads!