New York was amazing…exhausting…refreshing…encouraging and I can’t wait to go back. I've been trying to put words in my tired brain about this trip all day. I don’t know if I’ve succeeded but I know one thing I can say is that I’ve come back a changed gal.
We saw the sights, at least some of them. We walked lots and lots and lots. We rode the subway and only got slightly lost once. And we met with and visited with some amazing women.
I think what amazed me about this trip was how filled up I got, even though I came to pour out.
Here’s the amazing ladies that I spent the weekend with, excluding Lisa who took this picture. We were waiting for the bus to take us to the shelter to do makeovers. We spent the day there and got to meet about 30 very cool ladies who called the shelter home. But of them all one stands out to me because her life preached. She shared her story with me and as she did she glowed with joy-not that superficial joy that is only skin deep, but joy that is deep within her soul. It was a joy that only comes from knowing Jesus. I found it there in her, in the middle of a homeless shelter in New York. Despite her circumstances and the rough spots her life encountered she knew her source. She took advantage of all the Jesus wanted her to do; instead of feeling sorrowful or bitter over her situation she viewed it as an opportunity. Because of that she has been able to bless the women she lives with and even lead some to Jesus. She encouraged me more than she could ever know. As I’ve walked this road this year pursuing delight I’ve been surprised at how difficult it has been. How much like Eeyore I can be, when I long to be Tigger. I feel like joy has been suppressed and shallow in my life. This weekend God gave me an unlocked heart, and I feel like a holy exchange has taken place. I pray it has. My experience this weekend was powerful as I met with a powerful God through some incredible ladies. I came to New York not expecting much, I didn’t know the schedule or all that we’d be doing. But I did expect to meet God and I knew it would be than anything else I’d ever experienced. God did not disappoint.
Yes, there was sightseeing, wonderful sightseeing and shopping and a Broadway play. That was all just icing on the cake. I had some holy moments this weekend, even in the middle of Central Park. God is good no matter where we go in life, and he is always asking the same question: “Can you let go and delight in me? Even when the schedule is all messed up and the day doesn’t go right and you get lost on the subway and your feet hurt from walking?”
My answer to that question: A resounding yes, yes and amen.