I keep trying to think of things to blog about that aren’t about ME. Nothing is coming to mind. That’s some sad commentary right there.
In just a minute I’m heading up to my bedroom to pray for a bit. Then, Lord willing, I’m getting up early to run and pray some more. I’m feeling lost and a little frantic at the moment. Saturday is looming in front of me, and some other things have popped up in the meantime.
Let me share the cheesecake pastors story before I forget. I got an e-mail right before I left for NC from the guy in charge of the Driven conference I’m speaking at Saturday morning. He wondered if I’d be interested in speaking on a Coffee Talk panel Saturday at 10pm on the topic of giving up the American dream to pursue the heart of God (or something like that). Talked to Gabe, he said sure, I said sure. Then I got another e-mail–“Having a planning meeting for the panel at the Cheesecake Factory on Monday at 11:30 a.m. Can you join us?” Talked to Gabe, he said sure, I said sure.
Got home at 8:30 Sunday evening, all our stuff from the weekend all over the place, woke up exhausted on Monday, stuff still all over the place (huh). Gabe trying to work, girls a little hyper, stuff all over the place. 11:30 coming quickly, we’re all having issues with each other, I’m crying, I don’t know how to get to the Cheesecake Factory (and where will I park? I can’t go!). Try to find the guy’s # to tell him I’m having a family crisis and to carry on without me.
God (and Gabe) nudges me out the door. I consider driving to Texas. Or New Jersey or something.
I get to the CF, realize I have no idea who I’m meeting or what they look like. “May I help you?” I just want to cry. Look around, are they already seated? Who knows? I DON’T KNOW WHAT THEY LOOK LIKE! Sit down for 10 minutes. Finally the guy on the bench beside mine says, “You wouldn’t happen to be Marla, would you?” Ha. I about said no.
The other guy shows up. Bath and Body Works chemist-turned-pastor. The other one is an investment banker-turned-pastor. Our meeting is amazing. We talk about what it’s like to trade worldly riches to serve Christ. What it’s like to say it’s worth it but still secretly long for some of the stuff everyone else has. We talk about struggling to pay bills, about the thrill of seeing people come to Christ, the incredible poverty and need around the globe, the irony of discussing all of this in a fairly-high-end (at least to me anyway) restaurant. We shared our stories, I got their wives’ names to give them books (they’re both young moms), I told them I’d been in tears an hour earlier. I left feeling very encouraged (and knowing just why the devil tried so hard to keep me from being there).
I’m excited to see what God is going to do at Driven. It’s a 3-day conference for young adults. I’m doing an hour-long session on Unsolved Mysteries: The Case of the Opposite Sex. I need help. See, I don’t know who will be there. It’s a break-out session (there are 4-6 others going on at the same time). Could be 4 people, could be 25. Could be guys, could be girls. Could be 19-year-olds, could be married with kiddos. Eek! I need to spend some serious time in prayer to figure out what to say without knowing who I’m talking to. Praise the Lord that HE KNOWS.
So, I’m stressed about that. Then I found out tonight that Gabe’s aunt, uncle and cousin are coming Thursday night (I thought Friday night) and staying through Sunday (for his cousin’s softball tourney in Lancaster).
I also found out that I won a marketing scholarship for Expectant Prayers. But it’s complicated, and I don’t have the time to give them all the info they want right now. (more on that later)
And I really, really wanted to blog more about She Speaks. You don’t have to be a speaker or writer to go! You just have to want to serve Christ! There’s a writer’s track, a speaker’s track, and a women’s ministry track. Even if you’d just like to lead a Bible study in your home someday, you qualify! (more on that later)
I’m gonna go talk to God, ask Him to help me get my mind off myself and focused on Him. Ask Him for a calm heart, direction, wisdom, Spirit-filled words to share with whatever precious young people He brings my way on Saturday.
THANK YOU, KIMBERLY, for offering to watch my girls Saturday morning, and with such late notice. (Gabe is speaking at PodCamp Ohio that day.)
Livi is still itchy, Nina is still feverish off and on, but everyone’s asleep for now, so I’m going to take advantage of it.
If you have any great ideas of things you’d like to hear at a session about the differences between men and women and how we can view them in a healthy way and utilize those differences to make a difference for Christ, PLEASE SHARE! (oh, please, please share!)
That’s it for now. Coming soon: a post that doesn’t make me sick of myself. Love you guys!