I recently attended a 2-day Christian women’s conference. It’s been quite a while since I’ve been to one, but those things are definitely my jam. I love gleaning inspiration in new ways from spirit-filled women and men of God. Connecting with fresh faces and new voices that know the same God I know, serve the same God I serve, and think, feel, and act much like I do has a way of reminding me that God is just so big.
People from many different walks of life, from all over the world – varying races, religions, languages, gender, styles, and appearances – coming together in His name with a common goal of learning and living for Him might just rattle you a little. And rattle me, it did. I’ve got a book full of notes to prove it.
Author and speaker Bob Goff was one of the teachers, and he encouraged us to reach out to others with our weak hand, to share our vulnerabilities with others to make connections in His name. I believe this is so incredibly important. Our human existence is desperate for these types of interactions. Soaking in the highlight reels of Facebook, Instagram, and Pinterest, we often have ourselves convinced that we’re the only ones with any problems at all. Our spirits long for connection, but we unintentionally drive wedges between one another with the absence of any real transparency, projecting the illusion that our little piece of the world is nothing if not beautifully photographed squares. VIEW POST