Thank you from the bottom of my heart to everyone who offered their wisdom in response to my last post. I not only had comments on this page, but also through personal emails. Believe me, I shed tears over each one and counted the blessing of having so many loving people in my life. But one analogy really hit home with me and then the Lord confirmed it. One of the greatest luxuries of my money problem-free days was spa hopping. One of my favorite spas was Burke-Williams where they had a treatment called "Hunter's Retreat". Here's the description:
Created by Burke Williams to soothe and replenish not only your body, but your spirit as well, this body treatment is one of life’s truly calming experiences. It begins with the application of an exfoliating granular scrub rhythmically massaged into your skin. Then, you are thoroughly cleansed with wheat stalks soaked in exotic, essential oils. All the while, cascades of warm water immerse your entire body. After being toweled dry, a light moisturizing oil is kneaded into your skin. There’s only one word to describe the feeling: reborn.
But just like a spa treatment can leave your skin overly sensitive, so my spiritual pampering left me feeling spiritually sensitive and all of the things of the world that were waiting for me at home in my "real life" hurt! Back in my spa days I made a habit of purchasing some of the oils and lotions used on me so I could continue to moisturize my skin at home until a time when I could return to the spa for another treatment. That's what I needed to do SPIRITUALLY.
God had shown me during my beach retreat that I needed more time with my godly friends to keep me soft and smelling of Jesus; I needed more time alone in His presence where He could examine my heart and " sanctify and cleanse it with the washing of water by the Word" (Ephesians 5:26); I needed to take time to worship Him in song so the Holy Spirit could anoint me with oil that would bring His power back into my life. I had jumped right back into my routine without taking time to do at home all He had shown me at my Spiritual Spa.
The funny thing is, after speaking on a retreat I ALWAYS warn the women to prepare for the valley as they leave the mountain top. But I had neglected to remind myself to prepare for the desert as I left the beach. Thank You Jesus, Lord of my life, Lover of my soul, for reminding me through the wisdom of precious friends.