I Just Go Where I’m Told

After 5 adventurous and emotion-filled days, I am finally back home where I belong.

Last Thursday I headed to Greenville, SC to attend the Allume conference.  I had heard so many great things about this conference and I was excited to go, despite having to get up at 3:45AM to catch my flight.  I don’t know why I think I can do these thing 3 months in advance when I book the ticket.  You’d think I would know myself better by now.

I barely made it.  As in I was running onto the plane as they were closing the door.  Talk about getting your heart going first thing in the morning!

The whole weekend was Christ filled and I found it to be the least competitive one I have been to.  It was very loving and generous.  I will definitely consider going next year.

I got up every morning and walked the charming streets of Greenville and through Falls Park with my friend Bernadette.  If you’ve never been to Greenville let me tell you it is beautiful!  I want to go there again with my husband….it would be a great couple’s getaway.  Do you think I can convince him to make next year’s conference a couple’s retreat too?  Right.  I didn’t think so.

Unfortunately, the conference was interrupted for me on Friday when I got a call that my grandfather had passed away.  It was unexpected and I immediately broke down weeping.  My sweet roommate Amanda, who is a good friend of mine, took care of me and she even gladly missed the dinner session to take me out and she listened and let me tell her all about my grandfather and she was a balm to my hurting heart.

I wanted to leave and head back home, but everything I tried wouldn’t work.  It became clear after a while that God just wanted me to stay and so I stopped trying.  I actually considered getting in my little rental car and just driving home.  18 hours.  My husband said no way.

I am so grateful to have people around me who care about me.  I do get pretty ditzy in situations like that.

So I stayed and since Allume was so worshipful and uplifting it was a good place for me to be.

I got home on Monday and immediately started preparing to go to my grandfather’s funeral the next day.  Finding clothes for all the boys and being ready to leave home before 6:30 in the morning is no small task.  But we’ve already established that I can get up at 3:45, so it’s all good.  Who needs sleep anyway?

Once the funeral is behind us I plan to spend the rest of the week under the covers in my own bed with the lights out.

Then it’s off on another adventure next weekend.  It will be my last travel weekend and I am SO ready to be home for a while.  I’m getting so worn out at this point that I just go where I’m told.

Blessings!