So far this conference is filled with
and laughter . . . lots of laughter (“The devil called and he wants his heat back.” –Peace Mennonite folks have been subsequently informed that they are not to indicate–even in a joke–that the devil talks to us. Some people here would believe it.)
and good Mennonite singing
and old friends and new friends
and appropriate surprise from new friends when I tell them I have a 15-year-old, because, let’s face it, I don’t look old enough to have a 15-year-old
I’ve talked with some Oklahoma resolution signers about children in worship and church building projects.
Peace Mennonite folks and Bethel Inman Mennonite folks plan to pray together before lunch today.
A passage from Ephesians 3 was read in Spanish last night. “You are being rooted and established in love.” In Spanish the phrase is “cementado en amor,” which is more what it feels like this weekend. Cemented in love. Nothing natural or organic about the love. But strong. Stronger than what is comfortable. Strong enough to hold us, despite ourselves.
The spirit here is holy and the Holy Spirit is here.
I’m told that God is able to accomplish abundantly far more than all we can ask or imagine.
I can’t wait to see what God will do today.