31/12/2018
I sit down to write this post letter and honestly, I don’t know where to start.
I am a person of few words, but let’s get to the point.
THANK YOU yes, in capital letters, thank God and Mary for having put that weekend in my path, thank you all for sharing it, for having opened your hearts to people unknown to you, thank you to all the ones who prepared it with so much love so that everything would be a gift.
At the moment I signed up, I was afraid of not knowing what I was going to find, if I was going to feel comfortable or like a weirdo, but I closed my eyes and said I have to trust, if He put it in my path it is for a reason.
Upon arriving and seeing how you welcomed us with open arms, thinking that people from other cities would welcome you as if they had known you all your life, that was like being at home.
During the weekend, a real hurricane passed inside me. Despite going without expectations, my only wish was to disconnect from my routine, to unload the weight I was carrying on my back, and I didn’t just take that away, I came back knowing that I am not the only one carrying my backpack, but the Lord carries it with me.
The Lord is amazing and of course, if we trust in Him and His plans, the only things we find are wonderful things, through every talk or every sharing through you, He was gifting me words and gestures that filled my heart with peace, increasing my thirst for Him.
I have returned without being able to properly explain to people who ask me what I experienced at the SW, because words cannot do it, I can only tell them one thing, that I have returned wanting more, to keep seeking Him.
Thank you for this gift.
