God continues to speak, even when He is saying ‘wait’

Although it has been almost a month (!!!!!!!!!) since I left for SheSpeaks, I am still processing all that I learned. There was so much to take in that it was impossible to expect otherwise.

When I boarded the plane to North Carolina, I knew that I would be moved. That I would meet women who I would form a connection with. (Hi Friends!!)

But my heart was also all aflutter with wonder at WHY I was going. Clearly, the Lord’s hand had been upon my going. And that could only mean one thing: Be prepared – ’cause the Lord is gonna move some stuff! And that thrilled me beyond words.

I’m still wondering what that stuff is gonna be. There are no clear answers just yet. For now, I am just sitting and waiting for His direction.

And I’d be lying if I said it was easy.

It’s not that I expected the Women of Faith women to come knocking on my door. But honestly, I don’t know where to begin. How to even look for open doors.

Frankly, it surprises me that it surprises me. After all I’ve been through, I know that things don’t always fall into our laps. But maybe a little crumb could fall? Something, anything, God-breathed to push me along in the right direction.

Still, there is silence.

So, for now, I wait.

And I will surrender to that, and know that even "Wait" is a God-breathed command.

Her daughter Doesn’tSpeak

Before I left for SheSpeaks last week (can’t stop talking about it), Abbie was concerned about me leaving.

This is extraordinary for her, because usually, she just acts like she doesn’t even know me when I am trying to tell her goodbye. This time, however, she was laying on some thick gloppy pity – "I hardly knew you" (*snort*), "We are gonna be orphans" and my personal favorite: "I wish I could get up a 4:30 to go with you".

Come on! Really – is there anything worth wishing you could get up at 4:30 for?

When I first arrived at The Nester’s house, we got so busy gab gab gabbing that I totally forgot to call home. For all my family knew, I’d gotten stuck in a toilet stall in Memphis, so I called quickly, right as we were getting ready to sit down for dinner and told Sean I would call back to talk with the kids.

When I called back, I blathered on and on while I thought I was waiting for Abbie to get on the phone.

Finally, Sean said, "Abbie doesn’t want to talk to you."

::awkard pause, while I waited for him to laugh::

"Seriously. She doesn’t want to talk to you."

"Are you serious?!?"

"Yep. She is afraid she will miss you too much and will get upset again."

She did not talk to me until I called to say I was heading to the airport.

At least she didn’t pee on my clothes, like my cat did when I went away on a 2 week trip in college.

In the company of cheerful ladies

One of the things that I signed up for during the SheSpeaks conference was the speaker evaluation.

Prior to attending, we had received information advising us that we were going to be giving 2 talks: the first – a three minute my story talk. The second – a five minute teaching talk on a scripture.

On Friday night we gathered into the room where our first evaluation would take place. I was fidgety but quickly hooked myself onto Dara, a woman with an amazing warm smile. She became my cheerleader.

I had prepared my speeches and gone over them. But on Friday afternoon, I began feeling the urge to tweak mine. Obviously, this did nothing to help me prepare. So even though I was telling something dear to me, I had not practiced my delivery of it.

pffft… don’t try that. It doesn’t work. {Word of advice: don’t change your speech at the last minute.}

However, I had such a gracious, amazing evaluation group, that I probably could have stood up there and just said "ummmm" over and over and they would have found 10 encouraging things to say about it all.

 speaker evaluation group SheSpeaks

I joked with all of these women that they lied when they said they were beginners, because seriously: top-notch. All of them. Two people in the group had been on Oprah and one had had a Lifetime movie made about her story. Another had been a runaway. One had been delivered from a lifestyle filled with drugs. Yet another has already started a successful ministry, working with women. Each and every woman in this group had witnessed, first hand, the Lord’s restoration and healing.

I was truly ministered to and touched by these women. Study the faces in that photo. I’m sure you will see each of them doing big things. (including ‘lil ol me)

That churning and sputtering noise you hear? That would be my brain

The past several weeks have been busy. Crazy busy. And I am trying to catch up without losing my sanity!

With Alli moving (which means that all of the Blissfully Domestic stuff/details fall to me), SheSpeaks, designing and mothering, I am having to really focus on prioritizing.

Prioritizing?

Yeah, not a strong suit.

Hence me typing this out, rather than doing things around the house.

She speaks until the wee hours

So I just got back from this little thing you might have heard of: SheSpeaks.

To say that I enjoyed it doesn’t seem to adequately sum up my feelings about the experience. It is going to take me several posts over the next week.

When I arrived in Charlotte, I was met by the Nester (Nesting Place), who graciously opened her home to me. She is a doll and I totally want to be her BFF.

The next day we met her sister, Emily (Chatting at the Sky), for lunch. We were headed to a lunch organized by Robin at Pensieve, but went to the wrong location. It worked out well though, because Jo-Lynne (Musing of a Housewife) and Sarah (Genesis Moments) happened to be at the location we went to. I’m thankful for that because that was really the only time I got to see those two the entire weekend.

After heading to Target to buy a pump, (Yes – I was a fool and left my 9 month old, still nursing babe at home to take a bottle without taking a pump for myself. I would have made quite an impression at the conference. As it was, I have never before spoken so much about my hmm-hmm’s before, no sense in drawing even more attention to myself) Emily and I headed to the conference.

I got settled into my room and met my sweet roommate (then quickly excused myself so that I could use my Target purchase, because SWEET MERCY!! I couldn’t have taken it another moment!!!) before heading to the blogger reception. I met up with Emily, who was hanging out with Megan (WhadUSay) and Jami (Live Laugh Love). I saw a couple of faces I recognized in the crowd, but the room was so packed, I couldn’t get past my spot, right by the entrance. Emily and I went into the hallway where it was cooler, and began scoping out some WiFi. Sitting there in the hallway, Emily and I made her some contact cards to hand out.

(And I can tell you right now how Paris Hilton affords all of those fancy clothes: $9.95 for 24 hours of WiFi and $3.50 for a bottle of water from the room :::faints:::)

The sessions were amazing, and I will talk about those more in the days ahead.

But the women that the Lord brought into my life; placing us each in the same place at the same time. Takes my breath away.

me

And this is pretty much how we spent the rest of the weekend. Samantha (The Listener’s Post) is missing from the photo, but the night before we all sat up talking and giggling until 1:00 AM.

This is just the tip of the iceberg. Wait until I tell you about my speaker evaluation group and the sessions I attended and the worship. OH, the worship. So Divine.