Today I’d like to give you a small sample of how God has been working with me since I came to Texas. I say a small sample because…let’s be honest, a lot’s happened.
I don’t know where to begin.
Let’s start at the beginning. When the School of Writing first started, the leadership prayed for unity among us, the students and staff. We asked for it a couple of different times, but I forgot about it for awhile.
Apparently God didn’t.
During the following twelve weeks, our group kept growing tighter. We formed close bonds, and a sort of family was knitted.
We gradually became aware of how tightly knit we were. If one of us in our room had a bad night’s sleep, before bed the next night we’d pray together. If something was going on with our family back home, we’d let the group know and pray about it and have each other’s backs.
At one point, we had nine introverts and one extrovert all dancing together. As an introvert, let me tell you: that’s a big deal. Swing dancing with strangers? Never done that before. I have now. Performing crazy songs for open mic night? Okay. What about dancing during worship…in front of everyone? A lot tougher, but God got me to do it.
I’ve been able to open up to people and let them see a different side to me that no one, no one, not even my family and closest friends, has seen before. Things that, when you’re first discovering it, only a certain kind of comradery and trust can unlock.
We were blessed with a group that not only got along, but worked well together. Just in writing, we all had our own strengths to help each other, and weaknesses that we needed help with.
Together, we’ve had bad days, tired days, incredible days, fun days, average days, information overload days, even test days.
Brings to mind “Rejoice with those who rejoice, mourn with those who mourn.”
I must admit I was skeptical about those prayers. Seriously, twelve weeks? That’s not very long to form strong friendships.
Actually, it’s long enough for God. It can happen.
It did for me. It can for you.