How wonderful God is....
After 31 years as a Christian it still impacted me and refreshed my faith showing me how wonderful God is.
It's a powerful time because God always shows up
Being part of team on a pilgrimage is like being part of a huge family where we get together twice a year to serve Jesus together. The family keeps growing and I am blessed by the new lives that I have the privilege of interacting with at the beautiful setting of Camp Henry. It's a powerful time because God always shows up. His Spirit is felt by me as I serve my fellow team members and pilgrims. When I miss a pilgrimage, it almost feels like I missed a family reunion.
Pilgrimage was a time of profound peace...
Pilgrimage was a time of profound peace for me. I experienced more love and grace than within all of my life combined. I was able to spend quality time in God's presence and get away from the rest of the world. I highly recommend it for everyone.
My experiences at MPP will stay with me the rest of my life
My experiences at MPP will stay with me the rest of my life. The Holy Spirit soared through my body and heart to make me His servant here on earth before I go home to be with Him in heaven. From the moment I arrived until I left, I was treated with love and an understanding that is indescribable. I would encourage everyone to attend an MMP to grow in your faith and to know that you are special in God's eyes. God is good!
It's 3 days that I would recommend to everyone who wants to...
From the moment I arrived I could say that it was not only very organized, but people were very friendly. Little did I know then that those friendly faces would turn out to be good friends. The spiritual element was there from the beginning and grew to fill each of us throughout the weekend. It's 3 days that I would recommend to everyone who wants to grow in faith, make new friends and eat good food.
A profound time...
A profound time of spiritual growth and fellowship
God loves you just the way you are, but he refuses to leave you that way.
"As my husband and I prepared to attend Michigan Presbyterian Pilgrimage #5 (MPP#5) I told our daughter in Louisville, KY that we had no idea what we had gotten ourselves into and that we had no clue what we were going to be doing. All we knew was that we would be going to Camp Henry at Newaygo, MI for a long-weekend retreat. Following are some thoughts I would like to share with you about MPP #5.
After a dinner where we were first introduced to Pilgrimage, our next stop was Camp Henry and we were met in the lodge by a circle of happy, smiling people all waiting to greet us by name with a hug or a handshake. The thought went through my mind that these people were way too happy!
As the evening progressed, we each gave our name and why we came to MPP#5. We were soon told that we were not at MPP#5 because someone twisted our arm, or that we ran out of excuses why we couldn't come, or even that we chose to come. We were at MPP#5 because GOD chose US to come! Imagine....GOD chose ME!
Later, during communion by intinction in the chapel, the pastor poured the wine too quickly and it splashed right on out the other side of the chalice and onto the floor. As the bread and wine were passed I happened to look down at the mess on the concrete floor. Suddenly I realized that our Lord's blood really was shed for ME....it's shed right there on the floor in front of me!
Fast forward now to Sunday evening! It's been an exciting and busy three days with lots of talks and conversations and lots of new friends, but the best was yet to come! MMP#5 ended on an unbelievably high note and we all returned to our homes and the comfort of our own beds to reflect on the weekend! We had been told that when we left Camp Henry the world would be the same but that we would be different. It was only two days later when I found that statement to be true.
On Tuesday morning I stepped into the bathtub for my morning shower. I washed my hair and grabbed my scrunchie and the shower gel and put my normal three dollops of gel onto the scrunchie. I looked at it as I held it in my hand and the thought crossed my mind that our faith is just like those three dollops of shower gel....if we don't show our faith it just sort of sets there and does nothing. But when we squeeze that scrunchie the soap bubbles up and the more we squeeze the more bubbles we have. If we massage our faith it too suddenly bubbles up and just as we put that scrunchie to work on our body and the bubbles grow even bigger and stronger so too does our faith grow bigger and stronger when we put it to work in our lives! Now as I stood there in the shower-soaking wet it came to me that all these thoughts about shower gel on a scrunchie and my faith almost could be made into a story! "Whoa, God, what are you doing to me...I'm not a writer or a storyteller. I don't have a way with words... I don't like to get speak in front of people! What are you planning for me now?" But I hurriedly dried off and wrapped my towel around me and went out to the computer and put my idea down....you know that things may only orbit once and be gone forever if we don't write them down!
"God loves you just the way you are, but he refuses to leave you that way. He wants you to be just like Jesus." (Max Lucado) I'll be at MPP#6 in November as a part of the team...I hope to see you there! God loves you and so do I!"
Carol Ann Pattengale
I left there with a stronger sense of who I am in Christ Jesus...
At Pilgrimage I experienced an outpouring of the love and grace of God in a profound way. I left there with a stronger sense of who I am in Christ Jesus.