Short post today… it’s been a crazy week and it’s almost midnight East Coast time so I gotta head to bed. Once I get a chance, I’ll post more later about the other things that happened this week…
Monday was a 14-hour workday, working til 4 am trying to figure out technical issues with nametags and other things regarding Breakaway, which starts next week.
Also Monday our van developed problems and had to be brought into the shop.
Tuesday was a 14-hour workday, again working til 4 am, trying to wrap up everything before my trip. Also it was the evening of he stuffing/assembly party. 30 people showed up to help! I am so grateful. We are so blessed with such servant hearts.
Wednesday was a shorter day regarding work but long day at home prepping for my trip and the workshop I’m teaching. Went to bed at midnight
Thursday woke up at 4 am to go to the airport. When we walked out the door, we discovered our car had been stolen! But God was watching over us — we got our van back yesterday! So Albert was able to take me to the airport.
Flew to Denver. Was freezing on the plane, couldn’t sleep. Then flew to DC. Got a wrap in Denver, which helped immensely so was able to doze off a bit.
Plane arrived late, shuttle arrived late. As a result by the time I go to the hotel all the shops were closed and I didn’t have time to get dinner anyway, as I had to get checked in and then the session was going to start.
But we have a very nice hotel room!
And I have a very nice roommate!
And the general session room looked cool. I like the chandelier on top.
Here’s how the stage and screens look.
The conference is the Evangelical Covenant’s women’s conference, called Triennial XIII. Tonight was the opening session, with a parade of flags showing all the countries where there are ministries going on, worship, and Brenda Salter McNeil preaching.
About being a Martha.
Much to reflect on, no time to blog right now — heading to bed, full day tomorrow. More later!
P.S. I know it doesn’t sound like it, but this trip has been a good time to pray and reflect a lot… on plane when couldn’t sleep… on other plane when I was feeling motion sick and having a stomach ache, at the baggage claim waiting for a long time for my suitcase to come out (it was one of the last ones out) and sitting out in the 95° sun while waiting for the late shuttle. Serious. I think God gave all these delays so I could spend more time being quiet in His presence! And it was great! I felt peace despite all these things happening!