After Friday’s post about the frustrations of being looked at as a one-trick pony, I had a powerful, wonderful, moving weekend. And, I found that I am able to move beyond whining about that one-trick.
More than one team member (this was formation weekend for a Women’s Cursillo) indicated that they felt that they had been asked to do the one thing they seemed to be struggling with at the time. God was calling them back to practice, as it were. Or calling them to grow in a direction that they wouldn’t have taken left to their own devices. Very interesting… and, of course, each shared from her own personal place, and none knew what message would be received in the sharing. So, music, here I come.