We spent this weekend in the Poconos for a church leadership retreat.
My heart felt like stone on our drive up. Hubs and I had been a part of Liberti for a year now, and yet I still felt disconnected from the community, or that no one outside of our homegroup (or small group, Bible study, whatever you call it) knew who I was. So to be heading to a retreat with other leaders, to be involved with setting the vision of our church for the coming year, was an irony - because my heart didn't feel invested in this community.
But I lost that stony heart somewhere between our worship times, discussions of which areas our church must grow in so that we can love God, other people, and Philadelphia better, and sweet conversations with other brothers and sisters.
Somewhere in the midst of hearing the testimonies, the leaders' earnest pursuit of God, and encouragements from the pastors, I began to see just how much Jesus loves our church and has been faithfully guiding us as a community.
I'm thankful to have found a new, softer, functioning heart up in the Poconos. I want to love my church this year, and to pursue deeper relationships with the brothers and sisters there. Blog readers, keep me accountable.
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