This weekend I had the great pleasure of attending the annual women's retreat with my church. It was a great time to fellowship with some great friends, make new ones, and gave me some much needed time away from the busyness of life to spend with the Lord.
One of the themes of the retreat was remembering what God has done. I spent a good deal of time reflecting on all the amazing ways He has worked troughout my life. The people, events, and timing of things seems so intricately placed. From the events that transpired that resulted in me hearing the Gospel and accepting it into my heart, to the way I met Chris, to the death of my Dad, to the friends I made while working in highschool who challenged me which consequently resulted in Chris accepting Christ, to my attendance at UF and my "random" placement with roommates which led to my involvement in Campus Crusade, to our first professional jobs which ultimately led to the jobs we have today. Our marriage, the ministries we're involved in and support, the friends we have, the people we've seen grow or accept Christ, the people who have discipled us and the people we've discipled, the births we've had, the jobs we're in, the church we attend. Good times, bad times, the list goes on and on. All are a direct consequence of the way God began a series of events from the time I was a small child and arguably long before my life even began. It's as if He wanted me to be able to look back on them and be left utterly speechless at the undenyablity of His hand in all of it.
I think the words of this song sum it up better than I ever could...
How deep the Father's love for us
How vast beyond all measure
That He would send His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure
Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom
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