What an awesome weekend. We went camping with a bunch of people from the church we attend. A bunch of crazy fruitcakes.
What a blessing. I smiled so much and laughed so often!
I woman gave her testimony of how God used a brain tumor to save her and her husband. Saturday in the rain and cold she and her husband was baptized in the lake. A lake to cold for me on a warm day let alone on a rainy cold day. To see their determination to step out and say God I love you touched me deeply. It happened we were seated together. The pastor asked us to pray for them so I put my hand on her and prayed silently. She held my hand even though I didn't know her. They sang a song over her and part of the words was about how God is healing. Every time they sang that I got this feeling in the top of my head that ran down my arm. I don't know of her needing healing. I asked God if He wanted me to say something to her and I felt no, it was a "silent healing". What a blessing. How many times I've protected my children from harm and they never knew it. Then to see God doing the same for His child.
We sat around the campfire and a fellow brother and his son was playing the guitar. They told me to get mine out and they taught me a lot! I was so excited and had so much fun. At first I showed them my book and what I knew. He said he can't read music and turned my book over so I couldn't see the notes and said follow this and started playing.
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It was awesome! At first I was like Yikes! Then I was able to follow him. He was so patient and showed me the notes I didn't know. Then the next morning (Sunday) there was a worship and sermon time at the campfire after we shared a potluck breakfast (yummy!). They showed me how to play the songs and let me play with them during worship. I was so thrilled to be apart of leading others in worship.
The sermon was about sacrifice when it's difficult. They gave us strips of paper to write something we might like to sacrifice for the Lord. When I talked to the Lord about it I heard fear. I've felt for many months He wants me to be real with in my church. And to share what God has done for me. Really hard to do because i have to share things no one has a clue about and things that are ugly. I wrote a letter a few weeks back to the church and never sent it. Once again I felt the church here needs to take down their masks and be real and that I am to show them it is ok to be real so they can heal. But fear holds me back. What if...What if...What if...! That is what I felt God wanted me to sacrifice is my fear. The sermon ended and the man sitting beside me stood to pray. His prayer was on fear and not being afraid.
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I went to write on my paper my sacrifice and was a total black. So I asked what he wants me to sacrifice and I heard, "fear." Then we burned in the camp fire our sacrifices. Was sorta like sealing what we decided we were going to do.
Three times this week I have had 3 different people tell me, "everything is going to be alright." Then something happened that upset me and instead of trying to fix it I asked God about it and He said, "everything is going to be alright." I think he winked
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after he said that.
Cubby and a brother was the camp cooks. Usually it's cubby and I. But I'm not capable of cooking for that many people and having that many different foods to prepare. So this past year I've been trying to get these two guys to team up and work together so I could slip out of the kitchen.
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I still helped but wasn't chained to the camp kitchen all weekend. Which is what cubby and this other fella love! They cook these huge meals, clean up then begin preparing the next meal. And love it!
Well I still have lots to unpack and wash and a ton of posts in the forums to catch up with.
Good to hear the bills are paid ahead of time and the lights are on.
Always puts a little yippeee in my step when I hear good news like that.