As I wrote in my last post regarding my experience at She Speaks Conference on July 22-25, I am still processing everything that I learned that jam-packed weekend.  I would love to tell you that now that it’s over two weeks later, I’ve got it all figured out.  I would be lying!  I think I have sorted some things out.

I knew I went feeling the call to “write” especially after my cool experience at church on June 19 – Father’s Day.  While the sermon was predominately for Dad’s, our pastor was saying “Whatever tool God has made you, use your gift/tool and do the right thing.”  Sitting there and pouting, waiting for a huge answer on the screen (oh would that ever be nice) I thought to myself again….”Ok God, I’m still waiting–what is my gift and what am I supposed to be doing?”  As I fidgeted in my seat, I set my Bible off to the side and dug around for something in my tote.  When I picked up my Bible, my page had moved and the words  WRITE/WRITING jumped off the page of the concordance and I saw no other words!  I have always told my husband, “I’m dense – God needs to send me a postcard sometimes!”  Well, when I saw those words within seconds of ranting in my mind to God, I just about jumped out of the pew.  I looked at both my husband and daughter and could hardly contain myself.  I wanted to tell them so bad, but I knew I had to wait for 21 more minutes!  Oh. My. Word.  Twenty one crazy minutes before I could speak.  I was quickly aware of what little kids sitting in church feel like!  I wanted to shout it out, but I had to wait 21 minutes!

When we finally got to the car and I could tell my incident – I realized that God did not send me a postcard or even write a message across the screen on the stage.  No.  He actually sent me a Telegram!!!  Having this experience plus a few more throughout the spring-though not as huge-I knew that I was to be at She Speaks to seek direction in my writing.

So there I was in North Carolina with 649 of my closest writing/speaking friends!  All there to learn and study the art of these crafts of writing/speaking/leading.  I wanted another huge telegram from God.  I’m not usually the patient type, but I tried.  No really – I did!!  All weekend long I kept waiting.  Waiting And waiting some more.   Others around me were becoming “enlightened”.  I was becoming “discouraged”.  I believe I figured out on Sunday from our speaker, Micca Campbell when she told a story regarding her son – that I was like her son when he was struggling through school.   I had arrived being an “Over Expector” of what was to happen!

Though the nine hour drive home and processing the info over the last two weeks has been my “finally getting it” time, I’m still filling in blanks!  Gosh, is it because I’m getting too old to learn?  Nah.  Is it because I’m not cut out to write?  I don’t think that’s it.  I believe in all my heart that I learned so much, met so many wonderful other writers that my mind has been on such an overload and I’ve been experiencing an information hangover!

I truly am “Tickled Pink” with all the love that was shared there at the conference.  The meeting new, like-minded ladies, the laughter, the sharing.  Priceless.

I would love to say that I’m finally relaxing from the info processing.  I am to some degree.  I have been writing in my journal like crazy.  However—as if that weren’t enough crammed into my summer, guess where I’m going this weekend?  I’m going to see Beth Moore in Columbus, Ohio!  OH YEAH BABY!! Time for some more heart wrenching, side splitting laugher having, scripture digging…..information overloading weekend with my girlfriends!!   Whoa!  This ol’ girls’ brain isn’t going to hold a whole lot more for this summer!

But – you can bet I’m gonna be laughing.  And laughing A LOT!  I will be Tickled Pink by Saturday afternoon!  You can count on it!

….and that’s all I have to say about that!

Tammy