Sometimes words won’t do and you just know that going in.
One of my favorite authors, Lysa Terkeurst, wrote a book that ever so profoundly changed my life. I want to send her a bouquet of Daisy’s and tell her thank you, but it hardly seems adequate. She and I were in the same room last night. There were 1400 other women there too. I loved her before and I love her even more now. I hung on her every word. I laughed until I cried and my only complaint came when she stopped talking.
Other amazing speakers and worship filled the rest of the time of this women’s conference that I attended about 45 minutes from my home.
This conference was one of the best I have been to. Such friendly people. Such incredible attention to detail. Such relevant stuff.
God moves in ways that are too profound and too intense to communicate at times. I would love to say that I am so in tune with Him that I experience this daily. I do not. I did this weekend. When you let your guard down and really are ready to listen, He never disappoints.
It left my friend and I sitting holding each other, praying, and sobbing before the Lord. This is not something I do enough. Raw Emotion. Healing. God’s whispers to our hearts. Hugs, I love you’s, and Starbuck’s Protein Box lunches in the sun on a rock cemented the memory. I just love her.
*working on my getting in front of the camera thing. Going for the teenager in the dressing room, minus the kissy face look.
My notebook was a flurry of scribbles…mad scribbles that I will take time this week to make sense of. Processing God’s moving in my heart is the top of my priority list for the week.
“I choose to give to You what I can not control”
“Choose life, not emotional death”
“Stop complaining, make it happen”
“Greater is He that is in me than He that is in the world”
“We can not give out what we don’t have”
“Choose trust, vulnerability, and gratitude”
“Pray for the creativity that will lead to action to profoundly bless someone else’s life.”
“Give Him what you have right now”
Words that I have heard a gajillion times. Words that God breathed fresh life into and spoke straight to my soul this weekend. Life Changing. Life Giving.
…and to top it all off there was a hotel involved. Ice chips, no making the bed, folded triangles of toilet paper, fluffy wash cloths, and 5 crisp poofy white pillows on the queen size bed that I had all to myself. Let it be noted that I slept diagonal.
…and and if that is not enough ~
While away, my husband and 8 year old daughter purchased supplies and made a 49er shirt for her to wear tomorrow for the big game. He took down all the outdoor Christmas decor (yes, we are THOSE people), continued the process of installing locks on doors and windows to keep our monkey safe, killed legions of ants, and generally kept things running while I was gone the way he always does. My hero.
My heart is full, my friends. The gum drops and ponies are out in full force and my God is good.
All the time.