This weekend, I am at a camp with a bunch of other women who share my passion for scrapbooking. I haven’t been terribly creative to this point, but it will come. At least I hope so.
As I sit here looking around a room full of women, brought together with the goal of recording the stories of their family through scrapbooking, I am a little bit overwhelmed. I think back over the past year and all that my family has faced, and I wonder what stories are in this room. Have others faced the same struggles? Have others been able to take a great vacation to spend time making memories with their family?
I have to admit that I am also a bit overwhelmed by the wealth in the room as well. I know that most would not consider themselves wealthy, but the amount of money that has been spent on die cut machines alone could feed a host of children in a third world country. And then, there is the paper and the brads and albums and the scissors and the punches…. We are definitely blessed.
I don’t think I have ever really thought about either of these things before. These weekends have always been a time for stepping back from the chaos that is my life, and the last year, I came into it “hot.” The weeks preceding the retreat were crazy busy to the point that I almost didn’t come. Once I was here, I was focused on productivity. This year is different. I feel prepared and ready to create. I am just distracted.
Maybe God wants this retreat to be more than productive this year. I am kind of excited to see what he has planned. I do hope to be productive, but I am sensing that He is up to more. I would love that.
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