The past weekend I spent 3 days at a Christian Camp in the mountains working at a retreat called Via de Cristo or Cursillo. Some you may have heard of it before. It is one of many 3 day movements around the world used to rekindle the fire of ones faith. My wife and I attended Via de Cristo, which is a co-ed non denominational version of Cursillo, a few years back and try to serve on the team at least once a year for new people going through the experience.

This last weekend I was on the music team which means that my job all weekend is to sing and make music. It was amazing as always. The whole time we are there snacks are all over the place. One thing I love about that is that a low is never a big deal since there is always something sweet an arms reach away. The one thing I do not like about it is that there is always something sweet an arms reach away!

I was shocked to see that my numbers all weekend looked like they could be taken from the meter on the box. 96. 108. 104. 101! Wow! Could it be divine intervention? Who knows?

It was also very cool because I met two of the people going through the weekend who had diabetes also. One on pills and the other on insulin. We talked about our struggles, our life changes, and our treatments. It was very enlightening especially when we sat and prayed together for strength in dealing with our health.

Having an instant bond not only as believers, but as people with diabetes made for a special friendship. I look forward to seeing them in the future and praying for them daily.

Diabetes is only a part of my physical self. My faith is a part of my soul.