This past weekend was the So Long Insecurity simulcast at Woodstock Baptist in Atlanta. I’m wouldn’t characterize myself as an insecure person but perhaps the fact I just told you that proves contrary.
I should have taken better notes.
Aside from hearing our Siesta Mama call us out on all our issues – in love of course – I had the chance to see many, many blog friends. Some I’ve known In Real Life for a while, others I got to hug for the first time.
Friday night we met up at the fabulous Pappasito’s . These are my girls Fran, Karen, Becky Jo, Jan, and Teri. Not even 1/10th of the size of our group. I felt so sorry for our waiters. All of the shrieks as a new face walked in the door had to be more than their hearts could stand.
I love Georgia Jan! She’s the pastor’s wife I want to be when I grow up. So full of wisdom. So full of fun. She can mother us and crack us up all at the same time. What a treasure.
Move over Jan, it’s time for Fran. Isn’t she wonderfully photogenic? Mrs. America, for real.
Fran’s Boyfriend. She was smitten with his lyrical and fashionable stylings.
My home girl, Brooke. She was also my traveling companion to San Antonio for the Siesta Fiesta. She is the most fun road trippin’ bff in the world. We laughed ourselves into delirium over things of which I can not speak. I love you my friend.
Behold, the Pappasito’s table side guacamole. It was the best I’ve ever eaten in my life. Can I just tell you how naive I am? I thought it was free. What? Why would Pappasito’s give away free guacamole? I was chowing down on someone else’s dish – I don’t even know whose – before I ordered my own. No doubt she was thinking, ‘dang girl, get your own food!’. I’m really sorry. I was even sorrier when I found out it cost $9.95.
My roomies, Karen and Anna Nicole. I’d never met Karen before this weekend and it’s official. I’m in love. This woman has a fire in her bones. And of course who doesn’t adore that Nikki? She’s the only person in my life who sends me handwritten snail mail cards for no reason whatsoever. I wish my son were 10 years older. They would marry – I would make sure of it.
Abby, the rock star. She promises I can be her backup dancer. Lindsee Lou – the girl with the best bangs ever. Jen my new friend. She and Lindsee hit it off from the beginning. It’s like they had been bff all their lives. (Back story: They have been bff all their lives, flew to the conference together from Houston, but Karen didn’t know it and introduced them to one another when she found out they were from the same town. Classic.)
This picture is for old times sake. In San Antonio the girls were always hitching a ride in the cargo hold. Some things never change.
Kim and Robyn. I epicly failed to get a picture of either of them on my camera so I totally stole this from someone. Don’t know who. But thank you.
There are lots more pictures floating around on Facebook that I’d love to continue thieving but the truth is – I’m lazy. And I’m secure in that.
And saving the first for last, I owe y’all a winner on the book giveaway. The numbers are 12 and 13 as randomly chosen by my daughter. That means that Kay from Off the Beaten Path Ministries and Julie from Come Have a Peace are the winners! Girls, send your mailing addresses to thepreacherswife1 AT gmail DOT com to claim your book.
Okay, I have to get. It’s time to get supper on the table. My son just said, “Mom, you have no idea how happy it makes me to smell meat.”
Alrighty, then.
UPDATE:
I will select a winner of the giveaway and post her name on Monday. I’m not going to close comments so the discussion can continue but know that the current entry 37 will be the cut off for the giveaway. In the meantime, I’m headed out the door to the ATL to see Mama Beth and worship with 10,000 of my closest friends. I hope to see lots of you there! I’ll tell you all about it when I get back! xoxoxoxo Lisa
Hey Girls! It’s time for us to jump back in to our book discussion but it seems rude to get straight to business without catching up for a bit first.
Last week was Spring Break and the weather was p-e-r-f-e-c-t-i-o-n. Luke and I cleaned out our storage building and if we’d had a camera crew could have easily filmed our own segment of American Pickers. If I were a better blogger I would have some pictures for you. The reality is I’m a stinky blogger so you’ll have to envision my awesome locker baskets that I’ve held on to for years waiting to find just the right place for them and the box of old metal toy trucks Luke bought at an auction before we met. We also have an antique bed that was manufactured by the Gettysburg, Pennsylvania Furniture Co. in 1927 and an old laxative tin that came out of my great-grandmother’s pie safe. The medication is long since gone but I’m thinking the tin would look cool on a shelf in our bathroom. An inspiration piece of sorts.
The kids went to their grandparent’s house in Georgia Thursday. Luke spoke at a banquet for a ministry we dearly love on Thursday night. Friday we hit every homebuilding supply store in a 100 mile radius to gather ideas. Saturday morning I spoke at a women’s luncheon for a group of adorable women with some serious skillz in the food/decor department. (I’ll show pictures and tell you more about them in a couple of days. Lots of great ideas from their event.) Saturday afternoon Luke and I drove to Cartersville, GA to see the house we are building in real life. A developer has it for sale so the darlin’ realtor let us go in and spend lots of time taking pictures, etc. so we could see if it felt like home. (It totally did.) I am challenged when it comes to seeing a house plan in 3D so the tour was gold.
And then it was Sunday and since all the kids were still gone I got to church on time.
Whoot!
And now that I’ve finally worked myself around to church, let’s get to our discussion on ‘Embracing Your Thing’. I’m going to pitch out some straight forward questions. I also want to point out to you that I’ve added a plug-in that allows you to reply to various commenters. I’m trying to use that more to communicate with you and I hope you will use it as well to talk back and forth with one another. Don’t forget to begin your response with your name, state, and area of ministry.
This chapter deals with our individual giftedness and how that is manifested in our congregations. Let’s talk about it!
1. What is your favorite area of ministry within the church and are you currently serving there?
2. Which activities and ministries are you doing that fall outside your personal calling?
3. Would you characterize your contribution to the body as exhilarating or exhausting? Keep in mind that exhilarated exhaustion is not the same as burnout exhaustion.
4. If you are burned out, what are some of the reasons you’ve not yet stepped out of the fire?
5. Has caring for young children or perhaps aging parents caused you to grieve being unable to do more with the church? In what ways has the Lord confirmed caregiving is the ministry ordained for you in this season?
I’m looking forward to hearing your answers on this one! To thank you for your participation, I’m going to give away two more copies of the book for those of you who don’t yet have it. Simply leave a comment telling us if you are hoping to win one for yourself or your pastor’s wife. I’ll announce a winner on Thursday.
Those of you who have been around awhile remember our friend Jenni Black and the heart-wrenching loss of her husband, Randall,last November. I believe that a measure of grace is reserved for those who are suffering the unimaginable. If I didn’t believe that before, I certainly would now as I see Jenni and her girls living smack in the middle of a dowpour of peace that only God can give in times like these. I want to personally thank this blog community for holding this family in their hearts. I could tell you more but Jenni has sent a letter to update all of you who have been praying for her family. Here she is….
To all of our dear praying and caring friends in our community and so many other places,














