Sometimes during the week prior to our annual women's retreat I feel like I am preparing to be re-paired. As if I can take all my brokenness, problems, situations, wounds, and worries to one place at one location and leave them there for repair. Good definition for a retreat, huh?!
Sometimes going to a different location, being with different people, changing the routine, and mixing all that up with prayer, scripture, worship and song does indeed make a difference.
My cry becomes, "Fix me, Jesus. Fix me." Repair my wounded heart. Heal me of my brokenness. Soothe my worries.
Great thing is that I know God will meet me or I will meet God- then the fixing will begin. See you at the repair shop.
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