"dear children, let us not love with words or tongue but with actions and in truth." 1 john 3:18
last weekend, the fib team made a 4 and a half hour trek to longview, texas for the (absolutely wonderful, totally recommended) feminar conference. while we do have a detailed post, complete with pictures, videos, and funny stories, in the mix... i'll simply say for now---it was worth every mile. the speakers were fantastic, the music was uplifting, and God, well, He was messing with me-like, really, really, messing with me, and not in the big-brother-i'm-gonna-tell-you-apples-taste-better-when-you-bang-them-against-your-head-first-cause-it's-funny-to-watch-you-do-it sense of the word (yes, that really happened to me).
God was messing with me in the deepest, most hidden corners of my heart. i'm talking about the areas only He even knew existed, the areas i am hesitant (and by hesitant i mean scared out of my mind) to acknowledge because they are, quite honestly, embarrassing. embarrassing for a girl who is supposed to understand her worth in the eyes of her creator. embarrassing for a girl who is supposed to worship God, and God alone. embarrassing for a girl who has to admit she practices idolatry.