Well I'm back from five glorious days of silent retreat. The silence was great, the food was great, and the talks by the bishop were fantastic (as were the naps). It was a wonderful time to pray and refocus, to rededicate myself to the vocation to which I'm called.
I know that anyone who is able to make a retreat is blessed indeed; not many people have the opportunity to wave the white flag and head for the metaphorical hills. It's a place to regroup and prepare to be thrown right back into life's struggles and difficulties. I'm so thankful I had the chance to take a deep breath and remember how much support I have from above.
Thanks to all those who kept me in prayer; please know of my continued prayers for all of you. Let's not forget Paul as well, that he might keep up his great missionary zeal!
I'll be back on my regular posting-schedule tomorrow; retreat gives one a lot to think about, so get ready!
Lord, You know that I love You,
Peter
