I went on an amazing Women’s Retreat, put on by my church this weekend.  In preparing for it, I didn’t know how much the Lord really planned to do in my life over one simple weekend.  I mean, I am perfectly aware that I have, by no means, “arrived,” but I feel like I am in a really good place, regarding my identity, and I feel like I walk in a great deal of freedom from old wounds.  Aside from that, I was on the team that helped to plan the retreat, was assigned as a small group leader, and they were even going to use my testimony (on identity, no less) for part of the retreat.

So, you can imagine my surprise, when one day prior to the retreat, I felt utterly unhinged.See,