Sunday, November 2, 2008

Tender Mercies, Joy Unspeakable

The older I get, the more keenly aware I am of the need to pause and take notice. There are times in life when one just needs to say, "This is a keeper, a river crossing, stone building, altar kind of moment. That is what this weekend was for me.

With everything in me, I want to give glory to God for His spectacular show at Women in the Word. I cannot in words explain what I felt. I only know, I could not have done it without the Spirit of God annointing me. I understand even more now how Beth Moore can so passionately say, "There is no high like the Most High." I still feel high. I love Him so much for using me as a vessel to share what has so changed my life - His Word - to affect and change the lives of people. It was an awesome day. A day I will never forget.

After Women in the Word, Joe and I scurried to Sioux Falls in time for Christiana's All State Choir concert. 900 select students from the state and an orchestra of the top musicians played and sang me to tears. My heart was still so tender from Women in the Word that the music they played and sang just heightened the moment. Christiana looked beautiful and I was so proud to see her be a part of something so special.

We then spent the night at the Hampton, my favorite and only place I will stay, if at all possible. I soaked in the hot tub for a short time, went to bed and slept like a log. Woke slowly, slept a little more and then in time, readied myself for a visit to a wonderful church called Celebrate. Joe and I enjoyed the day off

We had a great lunch at Hu Hot then I went off to shop for some long needed clothes. I met three fantastic, may I say again, fantastic clerks in a store called Torrids. I really started with one clerk helping me but it wasn't long and all three were in on the fun. They kept finding me clothes and bringing them to my dressing room. They had me model and wiggle every little thing I put on. I even heard this comment a time or two...."those (jeans) are doing it for you, honey." Hilarious!You gotta love the clerks in a plus size store. They think curves are groovy. By the time I left, I felt like I made new friends. I was in their store for two hours and yes, I did drop a load.... of money that is. I hate shopping. I was dreading the trip to the mall but somehow God took even this and made it work for me this weekend.

Now I am home after a great conversation filled ride with Joe. It's late.....but I just had to share.

2 comments:

Jeanie said...

You, as they say, are in your sweet spot. Now - how do organize life to get to stay there???

Jeanie said...

"The older I get, the more keenly aware I am of the need to pause and take notice. There are times in life when one just needs to say, "This is a keeper, a river crossing, stone building, altar kind of moment."

By the way??? THAT is beautiful writing!