Where to begin? The beginning? I did so much and took in so much these past few days that it’s hard to sort it all through my own mind, much less tell it to others. So far, when I’ve been asked how it went, all I’ve been able to think to say is that it was great and that I enjoyed it, which is true, but it was really so much more than just that to me. Because of the fact that I have spent so much time away from people and social events the past, well, it has been almost a year by now, I felt quite overwhelmed in everything I did. Less than a few people really know about the kinds of issues I have, and during my trip I didn’t feel as constrained by those things. Really, I didn’t have much time to consider my fears or my doubts, and that was a blessing even though I felt so exhausted.
Aside from my packing throughout the day, it started on Thursday night. We (my Aunt Laura and Uncle Dale) went to a praise and worship service called “Rhythm.” It is the kind of thing that I would love to find in my own area to attend. Lately, I feel like God is constantly reaching out to me. It’s as if almost every service, every sermon, every e-mail, every thing that comes to my attention has been sent my way, for me. It’s amazing. Thank You, God. I have been asking God to please grab my attention, keep my attention, and help me to find my way to Him and what He wants from me and for me. I’ve asked Him to keep it coming, don’t let it stop, don’t let me go, because I am so weak and my mind is so stubborn. I know God is in control and that I can leave my every worry with Him, yet, I am always picking them back up. I know the material things of this world will mean nothing when it’s all said and done, yet, I worry over what I have and yearn for what I don’t. I have thoughts and habits that I know I need to break, yet, I find it so hard to let go. What is really cool about Rhythm is that I can share the exact message that was given that night with you. I look forward to listening to older ones and future ones myself. The part of the message that got to my heart the most was about the people who don’t favor themselves. That’s me. Especially lately, especially during the trials I am currently going through. I tell myself almost daily, and aloud, that I hate myself. That if I weren’t such a coward, and that if I would just suck it up and be a “normal” person that things would be different, that things would get better. That it is my fault that we are stuck and that I am causing more pain and more suffering for my husband and our marriage and our life because of the way I am. To listen to the same message I heard when there, go to the link below, and play the one underneath the date of September 25, 2009 and called “James Part 3.” I really hope you will. If you do, please let me know what you think or just that you have.
On Friday, I went to work with Laura. In order to make sure I get this right I am going to borrow some text from their website and Laura can get after me and tell me if I get it wrong. Their organization assists individuals with brain injuries. Currently, they are getting ready to close their doors because of state budget cuts. They are having different fundraisers in order to try and save it until they are able to get state funding again in June of next year. I helped with their spaghetti dinner fundraiser. On Friday I helped them set up and prepare for it, and on Saturday I helped while it went on and helped clean up afterwards. I had an especially nice time with these people. They were all so friendly and warm, it was a blessing to meet and spend that short time with every one of them, and I was glad to be part of such a good cause. If you’d like to be a part of it too, you can go to the link below.
http://www.phoenixstarclubhouse.org/getinvolved1.php
Here is a picture of some of the people I worked with.
To the far left, Charles, then Jon Weems. Standing, Juanita and myself. Down in front, Laura. To the far right, Chris.
Also, I would like to acknowledge more about Jon Weems. I had heard of him and his musical talents through my Aunt Laura and was very glad to meet him for the first time at Rhythm. He performed at the spaghetti dinner and is selling CDs for the cause, which you can find more information about through the page link I gave above. The first song I ever heard by him was, “I Hope to Fly Again.” Here below is a wonderful animated video he made to go along with it.
For more information about Jon Weems you can visit these links.
http://www.myspace.com/jonathanweems
http://www.facebook.com/weemsjon
After spending the day Friday with Laura and her co-workers, Laura and I went to the
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All day Saturday was the remainder of the Extraordinary Women Conference. There was more music with Charles Billingsley and also with Amy Grant. All the speakers were fantastic. There was Karen Kingsbury, Nancy DeMoss, Stormie Omartian, and Candace Cameron Bure, better known to most as D.J. Tanner from “Full House.” Julie Clinton is the president of Extraordinary Women and introduced most of the speakers. She is the author of “Extraordinary Women” and “Living God’s Dream for You.” Her daughter, Megan Clinton, shortly spoke as well about 2 books she has written for teens, “Totally God’s” and “Totally God’s 4 Life.” Karen Kingsbury is a bestselling author of many Christian fiction novels. Nancy DeMoss has written books such as, “Lies Women Believe” and “Choosing Forgiveness.” Stormie Omartian is the author of several different books about the power of praying. A young woman from
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The speaker that I saved my camera space for was Cameron Candace Bure. She was the last speaker of the day, and Laura and I did have to leave early in order to go and help with the spaghetti dinner fundraiser. I do believe I caught most of her speech, I think it was very lucky we caught any of it at all, because I know we stayed later than we originally intended. I couldn’t zoom in close enough to see the actual her very well on stage, but I wanted to show her actually on stage, rather than only on the screen, so I switched back and forth between the views for a bit of both. I really liked her message because I have gone through some of the same things she expressed, and I believe a great deal of other people have too or are at this very moment, and this message could definitely wake them up.
On the way out, it was pouring rain, and Laura and I got soaked as we looked for her vehicle. Next time I take a trip anywhere, I have got to remember to bring along a jacket and an umbrella!
This trip was truly wonderful and I would do it all over again, but I have to say, I was really looking forward to going home to my own bed. So, of course, on the way home, the car started acting up. Thankfully, there was an exit coming up and we pulled into the nearest lit area, which was a gas station closed for the night. After Robert decided it was not safe to try and keep driving the car home, he called AAA and asked to be towed home. While waiting, a car with what looked to be a teenage boy and a teenage girl pulled in and off to the side. Another car showed up with a few more teenagers after a short time. They got out and changed their clothes somewhat inside their cars and outside as well. No, we didn’t see anything if you are wondering. They smoked cigarettes and talked and ran around together. Some of them tugged on the locked door of the store. Robert said the police were likely to show up if anyone saw any of this and called it in or if they set off any alarms. Sure enough, a cop car did show up, but not until after they had gone. About 5 other cars full of teenagers pulled in and stopped long enough to talk for a minute, and then all of them left. I prayed for them, whatever they may have been doing that night and for whatever kind of lives they lead. Shortly after, the police officer came and we never knew if he came because someone called about all the others or what, but he just asked about us, checked Robert’s license, then said he would check back later to see that AAA came and got us. It was about a 2 hour wait from the time we called. During that time, I kept dozing off. I had Robert to turn on the heat every once in a while because it helped me fall asleep. I had been so cold during my trip because I didn’t think about it being cold there, and I had no jacket, so it felt so wonderful. The cop came back and circled around while our car was being loaded. The guy that towed us didn’t seem too cheerful at first, I do know he did try and get Robert to have the car brought into a garage to be worked on the next day and have someone else come get us for the time being, but the best option for us was to be towed the rest of the way home, which was about 89 more miles. He did say that he had just accidentally broken someone’s BMW window though when trying to unlock it for them, so maybe he was just irked about that. Robert seemed to loosen him up though and on the way they talked about different things, such as the economy and jobs they’ve had. I learned that he had a wife and kids, that he enjoyed being outdoors, hunting and fishing, and with the job schedules between him and his wife that they see each other only about an hour in total every week on average. I prayed for them too.
And so, I am home and am recuperating. I have slept a lot. I did still go to church on Sunday, but by myself, Robert needed to work on the car and dropped me off and picked me up in the truck. It is Monday now as I write this and the car isn’t fixed yet, but hopefully it won’t be too long. I don’t know exactly what is wrong with it, something about an axle, maybe. Ask Robert!
An Extraordinary Women Conference is being held next year at the very same location and the sooner you buy tickets the less it costs, so be sure to check it out if you’re interested. I think that the more the merrier so maybe if I’m able to go again, some of my friends will attend with me?
I hope to discover more things such as from this weekend to get involved in on a more regular basis. I pray that I continue to grow closer to God, and that I have the sense and understanding to go where and do what God leads me to. And I pray the same for YOU!
-ladyworpledinker