It wasn't the conference that changed my life. It wasn't the Candy/ Popcorn bar. It wasn't the totally cute totes or the brave face paint. It wasn't the cute colors or the wonderful worship songs.
What changed my life was God.
It was the months of preparation. It was the weekly meetings with my new, dearly cherished friend JoAnna, where she watched me cry countless times as we both pored out our hearts. It was how God stretched me farther than I ever planned or thought possible. It was the passionate prayers I prayed alone in my car.
God changed me. He grew me. And now, I will never worship the same, pray the same, or live the same.
On my way home from the conference, I was was so insanely sad because it was over! But I also rejoiced because I watched God move in the lives of so many women, young and old. I didn't want it to end, because I didn't want God to stop using me.
And that is something He will definitely NOT do. He wants to use me, and He wants to use you. We just need to take those steps.
Im so excited- scared but excited- for what God has in store for me next.
There is no greater joy than to worship and serve my God, who loves me.
