It's not secret, so if my coworkers read this, I'm not exactly writing an exposé on myself -- but I do NOT fit in at work conferences. For a multitude of reasons (stop chuckling, Lindsay). Tonight, at night #2 of my conference, Lindsay Harrel rescued me from Back to the Future 80's night (hard to see professional cohorts sporting spandex). We plopped ourselves on a cabana couch-chair for two with about twenty pillows, palm trees illuminated by lights, a blue pool, and a cool refreshing breeze.
I'd never met Lindsay before. In fact, Facebook only connected us a few weeks ago -- thank you Julie Jarnigan for creating our accountability group! Funny how you can feel more at home with a stranger than business people you've networked with for years at these conferences.
We talked writing, reading, critique partners, ACFW, editing, babies (mine), puppies (hers), husbands (ours), and careers. I announced my all-typical and common career choice of HR Director -- but guess what, Lindsay is a CURRICULUM EDITOR! Curriculum editor! Isn't that freakishly wierdly cool? I forgot to ask you, Linsday, what TYPE of curriculum? English, History, Engineering, Biophysics????
I was rude and totally forgot to offer to buy her coffee, tea, or even a simple bottle of water. Yes, it's a 5-star hotel so water costs money where at Super 8 it's free. Go figure. We had three hours to cram a lifetime of stories into -- I think we did a pretty good job.
Have you ever had those moments in life where you needed rescued? I knew coming here Lindsay and I would meet up and I was excited. But by 8pm tonight, I was desperate. Homesick for my Monkey-Face and Froggy-Face, missing my best friend/husband, out of my element, socially disabled (I don't do networking funtions well at all), and dealing with other asundry aspects of the evening ... in marched Lindsay. Dimpled, cute -- well, gorgeous actually -- a woman on a mission. To meet me, to befriend me, to fellowship with me, rejoice in our Lord and and the mission of LIFE He has laid before us.
I bid her farewell. A dear friend after three hours. A heart full. (an empty hotel room to retreat to -- which is another story I'll save for someday far in the future) When God meets a need, He meets it in a big way. Lindsay was His big way for me tonight.
What's been His big way for you lately? Do tell! I want to glory in God's blessings today and give Him the praise! Join me!
(oh and for what it's worth, 80's night at my conference wasn't all lost. I did get to see Michael J Fox's actual Delorean from "Back to the Future")