Well folks, it’s all been said and done. And it was
real. (No pun intended.) I dropped the girls off at the airport this morning and slowly drifted back into “normal” life, whatever that may be.
It was seriously, in my biased opinion, an awesome weekend. I honestly feel like it’s going to take weeks to process, because even now 24 hours out, it is the only thing I can think about. I keep replaying everything over in my head, from the time I picked up the girls to the airport, to the time I dropped them off. It happened. It’s a done deal. And the Lord totally pulled it off, and He and He alone know’s what He’s up to. (I kinda feel like that’s how it is when you get married. Not that I have experienced that, but you plan for so long and then it’s just over and that’s all you can think about. Somebody help a sister out, is that so true?!)
Y’all, we had 80 girls. We got to serve stinkin’ 80 teenage girls this weekend and I am in awe. I know for some of you 80 might not seem like a big deal, however, I wasn’t even believing God for 50 girls. He way surpassed my expectations, and every single one of them was just darling.
A few highlights were Abby’s way awesome, beautiful singing voice (I mean really y’all, homegirl has got it goin’ for her!), Shelly’s love for the Word and the way she spoke truth into those girls lives and how they responded to it, Lindsee’s Favorite Things (based off of Oprah’s Favorite Things!), Jazzercise, The Cha Cha Slide, the Q&A where the girls had some seriously funny questions and some seriously serious questions, the food (I mean, who could leave out junk food time?!), Chick fil A, Cupcakes, the oh so cute brown and pink t-shirts (that the girls looked precious in!), extremely fun giveaways, harmonizing with Abby, calling ahead to call ahead, and SO much more.
But, more than the highlights and the fun things, y’all, I serve with some seriously amazing women on a weekly basis. Had it not been for the lady volunteers this weekend, the retreat (and myself) would have been a complete hot mess. I truly have never been so grateful for these ladies. Y’all, they did anything and everything and they didn’t even have to. Definitely true, true servants and I am forever thankful and so very blessed. I know because of them, I got to enjoy the weekend so much more and just stop for a minute and take it all in. And, to top it all off, the retreat ended at 4:00 on Saturday and we were gone by 5:00 with EVERYTHING done. I was shocked. THAT’S how much help I had.
And, need I even mention
Shelly and
Abby?! Serving with them was a complete honor and joy. Truly delightful. Our motto all weekend went like this, “Y’all, we met on a blog!” I think it is so surreal that our whole lives I have only actually seen/met these girls twice, but I feel like I’ve know them for years on end. The Lord, I believe, has totally taken something that has become so evil (the internet) and turned it around to be used for His good pleasure. Only He could fashion such a divine appointment such as this one.
All I know, is that for this retreat, we have done what we can do. I just hope and pray that girls took something home with them. That something sparked in their hearts to love Jesus more. That they understand better who they are in Christ and what He has called them. The Lord is faithful, and His word does not return void, and boy oh boy does He finish what He stated, and I believe Him to do all these things. My prayer all weekend was that we cannot change hearts, only Jesus can, and I pray that hearts were changed.
As much as we all loved this weekend, I think we were all happy it was o-v-e-r. Exhaustion doesn’t even begin to explain how we felt afterwards. Seriously, worn out to the max. Once we pulled out of the driveway Saturday evening from church, all adrenaline was lost.
However, that did not stop us from scarfing down some Mexican that night. Oh y’all, we went all out at Pappasito’s, and it was delicious. Abby had eaten there once, and Shelly never had, and Pappasito’s is like the Mother of all Mexican restaurants in Houston, so off we went. (Yes, there are plenty of good ones here, but this ranks very high in most every Houstonians book.) Shelly’s one request while in Houston was to eat Mexican food. A pretty easy request to fulfill if you ask me. Since Abby’s birthday is this week, we even had them sing happy birthday to her. Yes, embarrassing, but yes, SO fun. And really, if you’re in Houston, going all out Mexican, why wouldn’t you celebrate your birthday if it was coming up?! It was perfect. Free items for the night: Queso (a.k.a. Cheese, because it was Shelly’s first time there) and Ice Cream, because of Abby’s birthday. I’d say we scored.
Amanda joined us for dinner that night, too, which was most definitely a fun little blessing! We all had a great time chatting, laughing and getting to know each other better and I honestly don’t think I know anyone sweeter than her. Honestly, though, if it weren’t for her starting the LPM blog, I am pretty sure the retreat would have looked way different. I’m not sure I would have ever met Shelly and Abby. So, thank you, Amanda, for all your hard work. The three of us, and of course thousands of other ladies, are forever thankful!
After our stomachs could have busted, the three of us went back to the hotel and, of course, goofed off. Over exhaustion had taken over and we were in rare form. We lasted till about 1 a.m. and crashed. What were we doing, you ask? Oh, just waking up the whole Courtyard Marriott from jumping on beds and floors, and folks, that’s not even a joke. We’re not in our 20’s or anything.
Today I dropped them on the curbside (of the airport that is) and off I went, with my mind still going ninety to nothin’, simply amazed at how the Lord worked all this out, and so smoothly and perfectly. Only, Him, y’all, only Him!
And YOU, sweet friends, thank you SO much for praying for us. I know we definitely felt them. Y’all’s comments were all so sweet and encouraging. So, thank you, thank you, thank you. Wow, I am indebted to so many people for the love, support, and prayers that were poured out this weekend.
Well, pretty people, I am out like a light. I did have a two hour nap this afternoon, but my bed is beckoning me.
Pictures coming soon…