This
weekend, I traveled with my Living Learning Community to a commune outside of
the city of Copenhagen called Svenholm. Admittedly, when I was given the
details about this retreat (mushroom foraging, a song workshop, questionable
bathroom situation), I was less than thrilled to attend. I enjoy indoor
plumbing. However, bright and early Saturday morning, I scooped up my sleeping
bag and backpack and headed to the train to begin bonding with nature.
As
it turns out, Svenholm is pretty amazing. We took a tour of the beautiful
grounds and learned a bit about their history and inner-workings. We followed
up the tour with a delicious vegan carrot soup and fresh spelt bread which gave
us just enough energy to spend about three hours in the forest foraging for
wild mushrooms. Under the guidance of a
trained biologist, we collected a few mushrooms which we later made into a
gravy for our homemade mashed potatoes.
If
it had been up to me, I would have elected to stay in Copenhagen this weekend
and skip the Svenholm retreat. But I'm so glad it was not up to me. Contrary to
what I anticipated, I thoroughly enjoyed my time in Svenholm, being surrounded
by God's breathtaking creation (even if that meant using an outhouse). This scenario happens a lot in life. I often
shelter myself or avoid engaging in certain situations. I think I know what' s best for me. However,
I have found that the most impactful and meaningful experiences occur when God
steps in and shows me what I actually need.
This weekend, I needed to be surrounded by nature, sing around a campfire,
and get my hands dirty picking mushrooms. I needed to get away from the city,
spend time with new people, and, most importantly, appreciate God's
handiwork. God knew this and He
provided. Amen.
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