Maybe it's about time

Several people have asked me recently, "So, where's your blog?" I guess I can't get by with lurking and commenting forever--plus I sometimes feel like I am taking up too much space in other people's comments sections and should go blather on my own space instead. So here I am, with fear and trembling. Please bear with me as I learn my way around Blogger. I'll be doing cool stuff like setting up links as soon as I learn how.

I just got back from a women's retreat that was sponsored by another church in our presbytery; ours wasn't organizing one this year, so these ladies graciously invited us to join them. I have a lot to think and pray about after this weekend, but what I want to report now is that we had a Friday night icebreaker that DID NOT UPSET THE INTROVERTS. Everyone had been instructed to bring a picture of herself as a child.When we gathered on Friday night, a list of the members of each small group was posted, minus the name of each group's leader, whose childhood picture was posted with her group instead. The leaders stood at the front of the room and we had to guess, from her picture, which leader was ours. Then in the group we all shared our pictures, which led to some more in-depth sharing later in the weekend. This was the least threatening icebreaker I've ever seen, and I think everyone enjoyed talking about the pictures. It was an excellent way to get people moving around and meeting one another without having the spotlight on any individual.