My last month --despite every possible precaution against it-- has been a blur of spinning plates and juggling chainsaws.
Okay. Maybe that’s a slight exaggeration. Please note...the chainsaws were not running at the time.
“What does a month of spinning plates and juggling chainsaws look like?” you ask.
Let’s see... when I got back from Haiti, I hit the ground running.
|The winners of the MGC!|
--Thank you for all those who attended.
The following day was Easter --a delightful and most incredible time of remembrance. At church, we celebrated with a fish fry and potluck.
Afterward I spent a week and a half hosting and being hosted as I entertained a dear missionary friend and then caught up with my family in Chicago.
Yep. You read that right. I spent a weekend in Shy-Town hoping that my sister would deliver the bambinos in her belly.
Yep. Bambinos. She was expecting twins!
|My newest niece and nephew!|
(I’m happy to announce that she delivered the following week to our family’s delight. Welcome babies T and E. I sure do love you and can’t wait to meet you.)
The day I got back, I spoke at Calvary Chapel Meadow Mesa in Las Vegas. Although I was invited to speak, it was God who did all the speaking... to me.
What a wonderful whirlwind of emotion and clear anointing. What a blessing being a part of such a move of His Spirit! But more than anything, I just flat out needed that fresh touch from the Lord... as I was starting to wane.
“Then what?” you ask.
Well... that’s when the plate spinning got a little faster, and more chainsaws hit the skies.
Bright and early the next morning, the Simply the Story workshop began.
|STS leaders before the workshop.|
---But WOW was it worth it!
When we started, I had no idea the joys and spiritual blessings God had in store.
--What a ride! What an exhausting but thrilling ride!
At that point, I had just three days to say goodbye to all (aka: attend a funeral, a wedding, and a going-away party) and re-pack my bags.
Packing was easy compared to all the goodbyes.
Never before have I wept so much at my going. Never before have I longed so much to cling to those that stayed.
--Truly, I love you all so very much!
And that is how my month was spent.
To those who prayed, Thank You! Believe me when I tell you I felt your prayers and so desperately needed them.
Moreover, I’m happy to announce that no chainsaws were destroyed in the making of this month... and only a few plates hit the ground.