Last week, Russ and I went to the Verge conference. It was unreal. I've written some about our year - how it started off with a little more hurt than we anticipated. It's been evident - even in my ability to see through the tears - that my heart needs healing. That's what this past weekend was - healing. It's going to take awhile to process - I'm still not even sure I could put into words what happened Saturday afternoon during one of the most authentic and spontaneous moments of praise and prayer I have ever experienced. I know this, though: there's something stirring in my heart. I don't know what the result will be, but I know now after this weekend I don't want to be anywhere else - even if it means not knowing. Even if it means waiting. I'm sure as I continue to process, I will remember things that pierced my heart during the weekend. I think right now though, I'm just trying to chew on what's been left in my heart since Saturday. Communitas. The fellowship of his suffering. Yahweh, Elohim and my Jehovah Jireh. My Healer.
Check out this video Francis Chan showed us on Thursday night. It's a story he created when considering the church. I thought it was pretty spectacular.
If you went to Verge, what did you get out of it? How are you living life differently?