The pace of life can be so frenetic, at times, that I find it downright impossible to form connections in real life. I look for opportunities to meet others who share a desire to live life without just going through the motions. I need flesh and blood people to come alongside and shoulder the burdens of life, with me. I’m guessing you do too?
I’ll spare you the boring details of our whirlwind life over these past weeks, but suffice it to say that I am thrilled to be able to quietly sit down in front of my computer today and finally get to the important business of sharing about my inRL Conference meetup at the end of April.
The ladies of (in)courage deliver a constant stream of encouragement through that computer screen. To be able to share that with others is a gift.
We had another small gathering of five women, but make no mistake. Each one of these women were handpicked; by a God, who knows and sees.
Some arrived the night before to work together to get my home ready, to eat chocolates as we wrapped tissue paper around pretty little welcome gifts, and to laugh and cry as we watched the opening Friday night Keynotes. We sat around in our pajamas, quiet and comfortable, and listened as women opened up their hearts on the other side of the screen.
Saturday dawned beautiful. The rain that was predicted, wasn’t. There were calls made and emails sent, telling us that some couldn’t make it. But, our spirits weren’t dampened a bit. It’s almost as if with each new cancellation, our spirits were able to instantly see that this, this is exactly as it was supposed to be. The sun was streaming through the windows as we welcomed in two more brave souls.
We settled in to watch the Saturday Keynotes and it was obvious that heart connections were being made. Community, the trials of living in one and the necessity of having one, was on full display. Both in my living room and on that screen.
There were some priceless conversations about hurt. And joy. Deeper bonds were forged. Friendships blossomed. As we stood around the table, eating and chatting together, I remember thinking that this is community. Right here, right now.
Once again, I am so thankful for the vision that (in)courage had to provide this opportunity. It helps me see, each time, how beautiful is the real life connecting to each of our sometimes web-weary souls.
And to the women who came… thank you. Thank you for sharing yourselves.
Let’s do it again next year, okay?