I guess I’m just going to have to resort to that old standby: the list.
First, the real fun part – a list of the awesome ladies I got to meet and hang out with!
(I love these girls and wanted to bring them home. They declined. But they did give a great presentation about the purpose of your blog. Love them!)
I hope I’m not forgetting anyone. If I got to meet you and didn’t link to you, please yell at me! (But you know, nicely. I don’t like mean yelling.)
Now, for the tougher part: what I learned at She Speaks.
I am not a beginner blogger. I loved hearing my online friends present information and I certainly walked away with a few new tips, but I wish I could have learned more about blogging. I think I might have actually been better off taking the writing classes instead. Maybe next year!
When it comes to blogging and ministry, it’s not about me. It’s not about the numbers. And it’s not a competition. (Rinse and repeat.)
Crying just may be my love language. Or I get weepy when I’m overly tired. Possibly a combination of both.
I am not a good traveler. I won’t bore you with the details, but it started with getting up before the sun; continued with a missed flight, missed shuttle and traffic jam; and ended with a three-hour layover in Detroit, a head-poundingly loud late-night flight and news of a bomb scare. Does it count as a red-eye flight if my eyes are red?
Proverbs 31 is an amazing group of Christ-centered, smart, talented women who are organized, compassionate and just all-around awesome. Exhibit A: The organization’s executive director and her assistant let me join them for dinner when I (finally) got to the hotel on Friday night, welcoming me into their small group and immediately making the weariness of my day begin to fade.
God will not place a dream in your heart with no plan to make it come true, no matter how improbable or complicated or even insane that dream may be.
And lastly, four days is way, way too long to go without seeing this sweet face and giving it a kiss.
Two more things that didn’t fit in the list, and then I promise to let you move on. To my next post. (Right?)
First – Lysa Terkeurst said that I should write a book. Well, more accurately, she said that my blog title would make a great book title. But I’m pretty sure that means she can’t wait to read my life story.
Second – No, I’m not finished with the cutesy “she” titles yet. And yes, I will try to contain them to this week. But no, I cannot make any promises.
The end. (Except . . . have you taken my survey yet?)