Treasure in Clay Jars

Before I came to Pendle Hill, living life was too much work. I was stale. I wanted to change how I was experiencing life but contemplating change meant facing uncertainty and that frightened me. A strong need surfaced to go to Pendle Hill as a resident student. A critical encounter occurred the first week of classes. I voiced my fears of beginning a prayer life to the prayer class teacher. This encounter exposed my fears. I couldn't deny them her push them aside. I had to acknowledge them. ...