I didn't really want to go to the women's retreat this weekend. I don't like moving out of my comfort zone, and I don't like being away from home--but God really impressed it on my heart to attend. I was
happy willing to see how His plan played out, so I refrained from asking anyone at church if they were going, if they wanted to ride up together, or anything else. And I honestly also figured He'd put me with someone I'd otherwise not choose on my own, or --gasp--someone who may be a bit of a thorn in my side. ;)
It turned out that my friend Susan was praying about the weekend, still not knowing how she was going to get there, and not knowing anything else about it. When she asked our pastor's wife last weekend, Robert was right there and told her, "Hey, Kristine's looking for someone to ride up with her!" I love Susan; she's another homeschool and soccer mom, and it was such a blessing to drive up with her.
(Uh, I'm hoping I'm not the thorn in her side!)
Our retreat center is 3.5 hours away, at a 115-year old former women's college in a little, tiny town. We had over 25 women from our church, and about 250 women at the conference. I knew all of my roommates--Tulima (hiding behind the pillow), Janet, and Carol (the famous danish lady).

The entire two days pretty much consisted of food/fellowship, worship/study, and more food and fellowship. We kicked it off with dinner, followed by our first session.


After our session, we pushed our way through to the hospitality room--which was well stocked the entire time with loads of chocolate, salty things, coffee, and more chocolate.

Our room ended up as the gathering place that night, with at least ten of us in there. I'm afraid I was the party pooper. Usually I stay up pretty late, but I was exhausted. I think I was falling asleep when everyone left.
(I really hope I didn't snore. Or worse.)
Leigh Anne, Susan, Leah (our pastor's wife),
and Carol-the-famous-danish-ladyWe even slept later than we'd planned, and I jumped out of bed when someone said that it was already 7:15. I desperately needed coffee before breakfast. And after.

We had our second session in the morning, followed by our choice of workshops to attend. I knew I picked the right one when the teacher, at the beginning, offered a few book recommendations, which perfectly meshed with books I own and like.
We wandered back to the hospitality room to fill up on more goodies until lunch.
The food tastes 100% better when someone else is doing all of the cooking and cleaning!
We had several hours of free time, and a friend and I walked down to the town cemetery. A neat mix of old and new, the newer graves are tucked in between the older ones. This was the oldest headstone that I could read.
(This is just the coolest place for history!)
It was a spectacularly gorgeous day. The conference was supposed to last until early evening, but both Susan and I wanted to get home before dark. We skipped the final session and left a little early.

It was a good time away, but I have a "guilty pleasure" feeling about it. I am once again reminded how
very blessed I am by all of my loopy friends, to have such a Godly group of women to share with, to be encouraged by, who are always there for me--that support that so many others don't have. But this was a wonderful opportunity to share that same closeness with my church friends, and I'm looking forward to the next retreat. :)
Oh, yeah. I got a cute shirt and a pen out of it too. (wink)