One another

I was showered on Saturday.
A prayer shower.

Writing that feels strange.
None of us had been to a prayer shower, let alone heard of one.
But that didn't stop sweet Desi from being bold and following through on the Spirit's prompting. She rocks so hard.

That morning, I felt nervous. Nervous about me being the focus of our time together. There were other women coming with needs for peace and understanding, for wisdom, grace, and love.
It felt selfish for me to be the focus.But, I knew being there was right. I also knew today was going to be a turning point for us. We weren't going to do this once and then back to "I'll be praying for you" phrases.We were painting a new picture of praying for and loving one other.

We met at Desi's, waited for everyone to arrive, and picked our spot.
Outside. In the backyard. On a blanket. With the warmth of the sunshine and the strength of the wind. In a circle with me in the middle.

Desi reminded us how we got here. Then I shared my desire and my struggle...wanting another and wanting God's plan for my life. They seem to be at odds right now. If I have to choose, it's God's plan for me hands down. Or I guess you might say, hands up. ; )

That one I know is hard for some. But after the mess I made that He has forgiven me for, it's a lot easier. And it's freeing to know someone's got it figured out. It isn't me, that's for sure.

Hands were on my back, my knee, my arm, and hands were wrapped around my hands. It wasn't weird. It was beautiful.
The words poured out weren't formal or proper.
They were simply a person's heart put to words.
And I felt showered with them.

It seemed so much sweeter of a request to hear it from a friend, than from this old, tired mouth. I could feel that they anguished with me. There was hope, excitement, and belief in what God could and would do. There was trust in His will. There was comfort and reassurance, not just for me, but I felt it individually for each one there. There was great thankfulness for relationships that have allowed us to be right there that day.I realized as I sat there in the middle, that I wasn't in fact the focus of the day as I had thought.You were, God,
both in what you can do and what you have already done.
And, I'm thankful that you are more powerful than the whipping wind, provide more warmth that the hottest summer day, and can hear us over barking dogs, powertools, and even birds singing 'Good News' (that's what I heard!).

Thank you, gals, for the love you poured out on me today, and for the cards that will be a source of encouragement in the days ahead.

I heard on Sunday, God didn't intend for us to be alone, but gave us one another for a reason. I cannot express to God or each of you how much you mean to my life, my marriage, my son's life, my relationship with God, and my spirit.
I thank God that He gave us one another.That's an even better gift than the one we just prayed for.
And, maybe, just maybe, there's still room for one more.