One of the things I learned this weekend during the conference — sometimes I need to just serve. I do not have to pack my head full of the latest information. What I need to hear, God will make sure I hear. I just need to be ready to listen.
So this weekend, I missed most of the meetings. But I heard the real story about the escape from the fighting in the Congo by my friend Dr. Roger. I needed to hear that.
I heard stories of people I got a chance to listen to. I made some new friends. Some of the friends I made were under five years old. They gave out the best hugs.
I also learned that doing a conference like this is a lot of work. More than I thought. But it was good work and when a good job is done and you are given compliments, it feels good. Exhausting but good. That was the weekend.
Now on with the kitchen reno.