Convention season is over. As you would expect, I am exhausted.
My mind is marshmallow. My heart for the conventions is that I am there to serve and minister… And that I want to leave every ounce of myself “on the field.”
All three cities left me physically spent. But in Atlanta I made a special effort to open myself to time with attendees. As a result I did a lot of listening and praying with fellow youth workers. This has left me emotionally drained. I have so much going on in my mind, but it just won’t come out in written word.
The next few days I will be pretty absent. I just need to rest, think, pray, and be present with the most important people in my life.
Until then, my feet will be up, I am turning it off, and I will see you all again soon.