I led Search Retreat this weekend. I expected to get something out of it, I hoped to. But I didn’t expect it to be as powerful an experience to lead as it was to be a participant. I’m beginning to think it was more. 

These last few years for me have been all about finding myself and finding a place or a thing where I belong. I’ve found it. This chapter might be ending, but I know the path I am on is the right one. I’ve spent the last two years trying to serve others, trying to make some kind of difference one person at a time like people had done for me.

I just read through my affirmation bag, notes that we leave for one another throughout the retreat, and the things the retreatants wrote to me thanked me for impacting their life. I’ve never been more proud to be who I am, or more confident that I am capable of doing good in this world. 

Stephanie told me recently that she couldn’t believe I was ever shy. She met me last semester just as I first began to feel comfortable in my own skin. It may be the single most empowering thing anyone has ever said to me—because until she said that I still believed myself to be that same, shy, person. After this weekend, and maybe I’ve written this before, but I truly feel I can move forward confident in my decisions, my goals, and myself.

This weekend I threw away my mistrust, my doubt, my fear. 

I am learning.

“Let go and let God.”

In your weakness He is stronger