Our crafting/baking/relaxing weekend had been in the works for nearly a year.
It began as a seed last December at our group’s 10th anniversary gathering.
A retreat at “the Christmas barn” – a rental home I had tucked (years earlier) into the pages of my art journal as a place to be visited someday.
My desire was to create a memorable weekend of crafting, soaking in the Christmas spirit, baking, and reflection.
My prayer was that God would weave a bit of magic into our time together. I wanted Him to be a part of what we were doing though I wasn’t sure how to make that happen in a way that honored each person no matter where they stood with their faith.
So I thought it best just to shower the ladies with love and trust God with the rest. Most of us arrived Thursday evening and after settling in with some good food and wine, a handful of us gathered for the first of a 4-part Intentional Christmas workshop. It was then that a longtime scrapbooking friend shared her newfound faith and its impact on her this holiday season.
And that’s when the magic truly began.
I can’t even begin to tell you how incredibly special it was to hear Kelli share her story. But you know what? I don’t have to TELL you how special it was because you can check it out yourself in a profound sermon given by her pastor at Renovation Church last Sunday. The message happened to be an extension of everything we discussed during our Intentional Christmas workshop.
Kelli’s story was recorded and included as part of Sunday’s service – to view, just click on the video at the bottom of this post. The pastor’s entire message puts so eloquently into words the entire sum of my heart’s desire for our weekend.
That the ladies would come to know the true meaning of Christmas. Even if having heard it all a zillion times before, that it would fall on fresh ears and hearts – igniting passion and a sense of renewal for what lies ahead.