I’m blogging while during the speaker portion right now… (1) because I’m A.D.D (2) I’m a sinner and (3) because I have to get this out.
This morning has been SO weird.
First, Paxton cried the majority of the night and Brian was out of town, so I was really all by myself. Pax couldn’t breath. Every time I put him down in his bassinet, he’d cry bloody murder.
FINALLY, at 3:30am, I put him tummy down in his bed. He fell fast asleep. YES! I layed down in bed, blinked, and it was 5am. Chance was hovering over me telling me, “I’m done sleeping now, Mommy!” Um… no, you’re NOT. After 30 minutes of coaxing him back to his bed, I layed down again. *BLINK* 6am, and a woodpecker had found his way into my chimney and was knocking away.
ARE YOU FREAKIN’ KIDDING ME???
Fast forward to the conference.
Right before the session started, we were in the green room with the prayer team. They were praying over Susan, Holly and me… mostly me because I feel like pooh. In the middle of the prayer, I felt my friend, Jenn Wilson, scoot behind my chair and put her hand lightly on my back.
I felt an immediate warmth come over me and thanked God for Jenn in that moment. Then, I opened my eyes… and Jenn was standing at the other side of the room. NO ONE was behind me.
WOW!!! I haven’t felt God like that in a really long time… it’s SO rare. God is good. He knew exactly what I needed right then.
Holly and I went up to do our morning set:
- Desert Song – Brooke Fraser
- You Alone – David Crowder & Jack Parker
- O Worship The King – Chris Tomlin arrangement
- Enough – Chris Tomlin
- Hosanna – Brooke Fraser
- You’ll Come – Brooke Fraser
Everything went alright, since I had Holly lead out on most of them so I could muster up the lower harmonies. THEN… we get to our last song in the set, “You’ll Come” which also happens to be our conference theme song.
Immediately, everything goes wrong: (1) The graphics and song lyrics disappear (2) my in-ear pack drops to the floor leaving me without a monitor (3) my stupid B string… the same one that was NOT in tune last night… snapped, sending the peg flying out.
Here’s what went right: (1) Holly sang it as I prompted the words for everyone (2) my guitar surprisingly didn’t go out of tune, which is what often happens when a string breaks (3) my string didn’t smack Holly in the face. Really… we don’t want to mess with perfection… the perfection of her FACE
I find it hilarious that Satan is pulling out the stops, but GOD is clearly SO much more powerful.
Update: my voice is still not so hot… but it’s not HORRIBLE. I can’t seem to control when a cough is coming up, but Holly is rockin’ it out for me. I’m thankful for her. We’re a good team.
One more session. Keep prayin’ for us, Blogworld.

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You must be exhausted! Wish I could hear your sexy Phoebe-with-a-cold-virus-singing-smelly-cat type vocals. Must be interesting in a worship leading context.
What a cool experience during the prayer time!
You have been prayed for by a number of people who have taken on the women’s conference as a prayer need. You are not alone in the warfare.
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been praying… hard not to be there, in so many ways… but this isn’t about me…
thanks for sharing the story about your prayer time… so cool
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You know Diane and I have been praying, and continue. Glad the humour hasn’t gone on holiday though (cue spelling/terminology jibes)
And yeah, LOVE when that kind of thing happens re the prayers…LOVE it!
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Melinda – thank you for ALWAYS praying for me. I don’t want to think about how different life would be without your intercession in my life.
Janet – I miss you.
David – I can’t make fun of your spelling when you point it out FIRST! Thanks for your prayers, friend. Felt it!
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Wow! What a day! I’m glad you made it through.
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