Wednesday, August 27, 2008
And this was not a coordinated outfit planned event.
Cute but oh so "swoled" up.
Texas beef...a good steak we shared, too bad it was 11:00pm
She called me "Precious"...
Friday morning came early as Steve drove me to the Tampa airport to catch my flight. I did not set off any alarms with my two small bags, so I was sure this was going to be a breeze. Three stops later and three disbursements of peanuts by the lovely staff of southwest, I was on my swollen feet again. Apparently I am one of those whose feet dont do well with flying. Fifty feet off the ground and the ankles grow. Add in the heat of Texas, salsa and staying on the 23rd floor, and it was a weekend of growth. Ha. The ankles will go back to normal, but I hope I never will be the normal I was on Thursday again.
Beth Moore delivered a word that was a dissection of Psalms 16. She was able to give us a feast of information went back to the days of Abraham and how it is relevent to us today. I can tell you that without a hint of hesitation, this mind and soul has boundary lines laid in pleasant places.
I was able to fall back into old habits and meet people I had met online and I was not disappointed in that arena either. These women were funny, brillant, lovely, real, and so worth the miles. There is no one else I would cross five lanes of traffic for in my pjs. But speaking of arena, doesn't it seem strange that at a woman's conference with 10,000 women, we would not be allowed to use the men's and women's bathroom facilities? But Noooooo, there were guards blocking the entrance to the men's room from all of the desperate woman. Oh the lines.
If you want to hear some of the music I have been listening to and my girls have been humming for three days, check out Travis Cottrell's song in the playlist on the side. This song was one we sang and it brought us to the throne. Enjoy.
So with new friends, a family to come home to that loves me and a wealth of knowledge to chew on and digest I am a blessed woman.