A good day to say SO LONG, INSECURITY! You have been a bad, bad, BAD friend to me!
Today was the Beth Moore event here in town, and it was even more than I expected.
A couple months ago, I bought the book (So Long, Insecurity), and before I had barely opened it, I cried. I was sitting in my car with the babies in the back seat in the middle of a busy parking lot, and I couldn't wait till I got home to start reading. Before I could even get through the first few sentences, I was bawling. Not the it's-been-an-emotional-sorta-day-and-I'm-looking-for-a-good-cry kind of bawling. It was one of those honest to goodness, stripped down, come to Jesus kind of cries. I knew something good was coming.
The book was awesome, and today Beth was awesome. The music was awesome. The ladies in the crowd were awesome. I was literally one ... in a sea of thousands ... but it was so clear we were each something different, something unique, something significant. When we all stood and sang...when the music would stop....and all you could hear were all those ladies lifting their voices in praise, I'm telling you, it felt like the world as we know it had ceased to exist, and we were on the other side. I can't even put into words the emotions I felt today.
As I was driving over this morning to Woodstock, the sky was nothing but gray. The sky all the way across was nothing more than a blanket of solid gray cloud. Until I sat in line waiting to turn into the church. My camera didn't photograph it nearly as obvious as it was. Take my word for it, though.
There was a break in that haze, and you could see huge rays from above beaming down ...to the very spot we were all going. It was a sign to me that today was a special day for lots of ladies. (If you look closely below you can see the church steeple in among the trees and the bright spot in the sky above where the rays were shining down.)
The night before, I was worried about leaving Jack and Amelia and Mike all day. After all it was a Saturday, and I crave time with my family all together. And I was going by myself. Alone. I knew how intimidating it was going to be with all those thousands of women who were all going with friends and family and church groups. The Enemy had me almost convinced that I should just stay home. Sooooo glad I don't pay him a whole lot of mind. :o)
Two sweet, sweet ladies (Sherri and Brooke - mother/daughter) recognized me from my blog (they neither one have blogs...yet!) and invited me to come sit with them! Isn't that nice of them?? They were genuinely and authentically good people. :o) I am so thankful to y'all and for y'all. God bless both of you in big, big ways, and I hope we meet again. (And Sherri...I am sure I am butchering your name spelling...if you are reading, please correct me!)
I took a ton of notes, and I cannot wait to pour over them and go deeper. I want more days like today. :o)