Filled Up

And I'm not talking about my gas tank...we are still in search for gas for my car!!

I'm talking about my heart, my mind and my soul.

Filled to overflowing.

Women of Faith this weekend was simply an extravagant gift from God to me. I was surrounded by some precious women...my mom, the two ladies from her church, two of my Freedom's Call partners, our church women's ministry director and a host of women I do not know!

I saw Carol and Amy across the crowded arena this afternoon. We were all getting our praise on with Nicole C. Mullen. (In my glorified body I'm going to have arms like hers.) AND a sweet kiss from the King was the moment I met Jess!! She found me in the coffee line this afternoon. :) Let me just tell you, she is the sweetest most beautiful young lady! I can't wait to see her again.

The worship team was wonderful.

The speakers...powerful and bold, and at the same time delicate and vulnerable.

My sides hurt from laughing HARD.

My eyes are puffy from tears.

My heart..

It's full.

I saw living, breathing Trophies of Grace on that platform.

It was so precious to see women in all "seasons" of life. Each one pouring out the message God gave them.

There was one thing God spoke to me and I'll share that Monday, but I want to share a thought that just hit me in the gut. Last night Sheila Walsh shared. (She followed Max Lucado..um HELLO would you want to follow that???) Well she did and I'm telling you, I could have listened to her all night long.

Anyway...she said something to the effect of: we act as if prayer is meant to stop the battle from coming. BUT prayer IS the battle! It's where we get our orders from the Commander and Chief! Goodness gracious I'm starting to get worked up. I can't wait to get into her book!

There is so much I want to tell you! SO much. I want to thank you for praying for the lady I mentioned in my previous post. (The lady who buried her daughter just one week ago) God used each and every speaker to minister to her.

I'm telling you, I felt like God had written her a letter and each speaker had a paragraph or two to give her. She allowed herself to grieve this morning. Something I'm not sure she's been able to do yet. It was hard to watch, but at the same time, she was receiving a word straight from God and I think she was overcome with it all. Praise Jesus for this weekend for her. I'm still blown away at the timing of this event in her life.

Okay...my mind is working overtime and Chad is actually asking to hear about the weekend, so I'm going to go talk his ears off.....

Have a great Sunday.