Oy, not sure yet what this will say

Trying to think through what to write, and so decided I'm never going to write anything if I don't just sit down and do it. So here goes.....

This weekend a gal and I went on a little retreat. We rented a cabin in Red Lodge, Mt and prepared ourselves for fasting and prayer. The weekend went like this; Wes and the kids dropped me off at Kaitlyn's house, where her mom was making freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. This should have been my first clue that our well intentioned actions to fast were SO not going to happen. I held out for about 20 minutes, but seriously after the third pan emerged from the oven, who could resist? Not me.... scarf... oops one cookie turned into three. As we left Kaitlyn's she mentions that she put some of the cookies in a baggie for us. Right. Fasting, not going to happen. :) Her mom generously gave us some money, so we were able to go out to eat. Again I ask you any self respecting stay at home mom given the opportunity to eat something she didn't cook, and didn't have to clean up afterwards, would you be able to turn that down? Not me. Right fasting totally didn't happen!
Our cabin was great, and Friday night was a night to just unwind. We went for a couple of walks, and oh did I mention we were supposed to have a vow of silence? Oops, that didn't happen either! hehehehe.... We went out to eat at the pizza place in Red Lodge, and then walked back to our cabin and just hung out, prayed some, talked alot and played cards. All in all just what the doctor ordered. I confess to a moment of panic when I realized just how quiet, quiet can be! I'd forgotten over the last three years of young kids screaming, crying, laughing, playing with annoying toys! You get the picture. Oh and the bed was a giant king size thing with down comforter and pillow top, oh yeah!!

We woke up Saturday around eight and I read through John 14-16, and then after a meager breakfast, cause after all what was the point of fasting now? We buckled in for the N----------- half day of prayer. What happened throughout this time was fantastic. Why do we wait for so long to truly commune with God? I thought this over and over through out the morning. We had a great time praying, reading the Bible, and a excerpts from a book a friend gave me. It was fantastic and it all ended with being in the Mountains, journaling and praying for our own lives. During this time it was snowing, and I was in a fleece pullover, the sun was shining, and there wasn't a cloud in sight... pretty awesome fireworks by God just for us :)
Needless to say we had a great time. I wrote my first true poem in three years, and finally felt my self coming back into myself. Hard to explain, but maybe you get it. Obviously through this whole time the biggest thing on my heart is this move overseas, and to be honest with you it wasn't a big focus, because I had such peace about it everytime I tried to bring it back up to God. I mean it seriously went something like this.... Seriously God about this moving overseas.... nothing but peace.... So about moving overseas I was thinking maybe there was something more you had on this... nothing but peace.... hilarious really, I guess He wasn't getting the message, oh wait maybe that was me not getting the message.
Conclusions found this weekend..... you guessed it.... nothing but peace....