So I've been going through this process where God is saying that he wants my heart, and I'm like, 'No you can't have my heart. I want it.' So God's argument is more compelling than mine. He wants life and peace for me and I want... well, I'm not quite sure, but I definitely fight against submitting to his ways. But he's becoming more and more convincing. I think that's what Wednesday was about for me. God wanting all those hidden intimate parts of my heart. I think he's starting to change my mind.

Of course it's a process and I'm excited to give him more and more of me. He knows how to love me very well.

I think the most amazing part of Wednesday for me was the beginning where we came in and left our keys and cell phones in a bowl (like we might drive home drunk) and we washed our hands symbolizing the ending of our own personal stories and the beginning of our communal story with Jesus. It was a luxurious retreat in the middle of my chaos to set everything aside and focus on him. Afterward we just relaxed and let it soak in. Like swimming in a great big pool of Jesus.