. . . your greatest ministry.
The title and first line are from Rick Warren (or as close to a quote as my tired brain can recall). And it is so true. It's what I minister from at the women's retreats I lead--from my greatest hurts. I share all that God has faithfully brought me through and the lessons I've learned in the process.
My time in Missouri was wonderful. My hostesses all so caring. I love that I can arrive a stranger to everyone at these retreats and leave with a whole lot of new friends.
To make Tammy happy, I remembered to take a photo of my supper on Thursday. Trouble is, I'm writing this on my iPhone at the KCI Airport and don't know for sure how this Blogger app works. So I hope the photo attaches.
The 2nd photo (cross fingers) is the view from the cottage where I stayed. Lovely!
I will try to share something more thought out next week. And if this posts on Sunday instead of Monday, chalk it up to travel brain or more likely the lack of app options.
P.S. I'm feeling better. One bad coughing jag during my testimony but the rest went okay.