I loved these guys and they loved me. Not sure they knew what to do with me at first but conversations around the dining table and to and from the meeting rooms were soul quenching. I am always anxious at men's conferences, might be because of some past issues and scars, but each time I gather and allow myself to be vulnerable I find them willing to open up and give me a place in their circle. I heard some of their wonderful stories during the small group times which followed my talks.
These were good men, many retired, ready to laugh, ready to hang out, and very open to the spirit.
I thought I would love to hang out in their churches, then realized that I am sure there are some excellent men at my church, if I would just give them a chance.

3 comments:
I miss those three.
I'm glad it was good... I miss them too.
Very cool scenery! Sounds like a very blessed time of fellowship!
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