I have vacillated back and forth about doing a blog post about a summary of my time at Ellerslie... I've been hesitant, mostly because I've been having a hard time trying to describe it. The whole thing was amazing... painful... healing... stretching... stirring... and yet... unless you've been there and gone through it, it might not make sense to you... I've been asked to try and sum up the whole thing in one sentence, or to name the one thing that stands out the most...
Most of my life I've been thought of as "the good girl," the one who serves and lives at home and does whatever is asked of her, "the strong Christian," etc., etc... but while at Ellerslie, I realized how little I actually knew; I had such a small view of my God, and I kept Him inside the parameters of my views. I read my Bible because that's what "good Christians do," not so I could learn more, not so I could see my Savior living and breathing on every page. I was content to stay where I was, instead of reaching higher for the standards that are mapped out in the Bible. Oh, I looked good on the outside, but I struggled so hard with various things, especially in the past few years. And I don't wonder if things would have been different if I had known my Savior better.
So, in summation, all I can say is this, my eyes have been opened to how much more there is. My tent stakes have been pulled up. I'm marching into the unknown, following in the footsteps of those who have gone before. The "great cloud of witnesses" have beckoned me "further up and further in" and I'm "running with endurance the race that is set before" me. (Heb. 12:1)
Teach me Your way, O Lord, and lead me in a smooth path, because of my enemies. Do not deliver me to the will of my adversaries; for false witnesses have risen against me, and such as breathe out violence. I would have lost heart, unless I had believed that I would see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. Wait on the Lord; be of good courage, and He shall strengthen your heart; Wait, I say, on the Lord! ~ Ps. 27:11-14
Chazaq Amats!
In His Love,
Christy
