Jennie Allen convinced me that I had to attend my first ever IF: Gathering in February.
“You just have to be there,” she persisted. “I just know it.”
One of Jennie’s many giftings is that she’s a persuasive force to be reckoned with. When Jennie knows something deep in her bones, you know it, too. You can’t help it.
“I’ll think. I’ll pray. I’ll consider,” I promised.
Other invitations and opportunities loomed large. Yet in the quiet of my gut, I sensed the nudge that IF was a way of God asking me to trust, to make a significant sacrifice, to lunge forward in faith.