The work of God around us

Cornerstone signHi, I’m Becky Laswell, and I love Cornerstone Festival.

And, I know I’m not the only one. Judging from the comment on Cornerstone’s official facebook page, the fan-created Cornerstone Memories Group, the fan-created Cornerstone Guide on Tumblr, the blogs, articles, tweets, and so much more that I’ve read since the announcement came out, I know there are tons of people who love this event, this place, and these people.

Many of these people were able to make one final trek to the cornfields near Bushnell this week. If you’re not able to be at Cornerstone Farm with us, I hope you find your own ways to celebrate and remember all that the festival has meant to you — and even more — all that God has done to impact generations of people through it.

Personally, my husband & I had the privilege of arriving early (before the gates opened) for a special event. Pulling up to the front gate on Sunday night, and bypassing the die-hards already in line to enter on Monday was an experience we’d never had before. Driving around a nearly empty (and still very pristine) Cornerstone Farm was also an experience we’d never had before. But, being greeted warmly by a friends, spending the evening listening to a very talented musician (in this case, Glenn Kaiser), and laughing a lot is an experience I’ve had many times on these grounds. And, that’s an experience I want to re-live as much as possible over the next few days.

During this particular special event on Sunday Night, Glenn Kaiser talked a bit while playing songs (including one on his home-made cigar box guitar), and a few things he said really struck me. I can’t remember his exact quotes, but he told a few stories of what Cornerstone has meant to others, with an attitude of being privileged to be part of what God has done, is doing, and will keep on doing through all that’s happened through 29 years of Cornerstone festival.

As I’ve read the memories posted online by so many who love Cornerstone, between the stories of favorite concerts, funny moments around campsites, and meeting “celebs” (if this industry really has any), there’s a grand theme of people encountering Jesus and also encountering a diverse but united community of people-who-love Jesus. That sort of work is something that doesn’t end just because the festival is ending. The work of God goes on.

And, that, too, is something I love.