Kanuga

It was called Kanuga.

I had never been there before.  It is a spiritual retreat near Asheville. The setting could not have been more perfect.  It is October in the Blue Ridge Mountains.  Cottages were situated within the forest and embracing the edge of a sparkling lake.  A great fireplace was in the main hall.  Rocking chairs lined up on a wide covered porch.  The cross of Christ sat mounted across the lake.  Its purpose reflected on the water.  Surrounded by God’s servants – Jewish, Christian, Catholic and Protestant – each chasing after His heart.  A conference couldn’t get better than this.

Our title was “Refilling the cup of Compassion”.   I was chosen to be the presenter.  Yet, I knew in my heart that I had to
surrender my purpose to be a vessel of His Spirit.  I had to allow Him to inspire, encourage and empower His servants, His students and disciplines.

It was a powerful and motivating spiritual experience.  God was with us and worked through us. Many experienced the miracle of re- awakening to purpose.  There were angels among us. Some reconnected with old friends.  Hearts were inspired.  Many came to know that the search for truth had always been within their hearts.  We vowed to take the time to be still and listen.  To be present with every moment.  To love God through every breath that we take.

My cup was refilled with compassion at Kanuga.  What I was there to facilitate – was given to me.  Thank you my dear sisters and
brothers of the faith.  Thank you – God’s angels on this earth.

“A threefold cord is not easily broken.”  Ecclesiastes 4:12