21/05/2026
๐๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ฟ๐ถ๐๐๐ฒ๐ป ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ณ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ณ๐ผ๐๐ป๐ฑ๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป๐ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐๐ต- ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ธ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฑ, ๐๐ถ๐ ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ผ๐ฝ๐น๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐๐น๐ฑ ๐ด๐ฎ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ, ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ถ๐ ๐ด๐น๐ผ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ผ๐๐น๐ฑ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ด๐ป. And so it was.
When the King ordains a gathering, He does not send His people home the same.
It was not by chance that you were there. It was by appointment. And in the middle of the laughter, the missions, the conversations that went deeper than planned, and the quiet moments nobody scheduled but everybody needed- God uncovered who you really are.
Not who the world says you are. Not who your insecurities have convinced you to be. Not the version of yourself you perform for the approval of others. But who God- in His wisdom, in His intentionality, in His love that existed before you took your first breath - designed you to be.
The retreat is over. But what God planted here does not end here.
Let it grow and move. Let it show up in the way you live your ordinary Mondays. In the way you lead, the way you love, the way you carry yourselves in a world that desperately needs people who know who they are and whose they are.
๐๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ผ, l๐ฒ๐ ๐ถ๐ ๐ฏ๐ฒ ๐ธ๐ป๐ผ๐๐ป ๐๐ต๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐ด๐ต๐ผ๐๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ถ๐ป๐ด๐ฑ๐ผ๐บ; ๐๐ถ๐ ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ผ๐ฝ๐น๐ฒ ๐ด๐ฎ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฑ, ๐๐ถ๐ ๐ด๐น๐ผ๐ฟ๐ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ด๐ป๐ฒ๐ฑ, ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ป๐ผ๐ป๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ผ ๐ฒ๐ป๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐น๐ฒ๐ณ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐บ๐ฒ. ๐ฆ๐ผ ๐ถ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ ๐๐ฟ๐ถ๐๐๐ฒ๐ป. ๐ฆ๐ผ ๐ถ๐ ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐น๐น ๐ฏ๐ฒ.
