The last time I posted a pic of my BFF’s on my blog, we were in swimsuits on a boat in the middle of the lake. That move on my part almost made me lose a couple letters — you know, the B for best and F for forever were definitely in question! But, Joan and Paula are my BFF’s and they stick with me no matter what, which included pouring themselves plum out into Fresh Grounded Faith Springfield last weekend! And, don’t they look cute in that pic?
This past weekend I was in the diner capital of the world. Do you know where that is?
Well, they’re famous for their tomatoes and they have more race horses than the state of Kentucky. Still don’t know where I was?
Okay, another hint or two… This state is the world leader in blueberry and cranberry production – and my oatmeal thanks them very much! It’s the home of “Lucy The Elephant” and the Statue of Liberty has her feet planted in this state’s waters….
New Jersey!
“Careful, Jennifer… there’s a lady in front of you!”
That’s what Christie called out from right behind me as we climbed up the moving escalator. Christie said, “She’s blind and determined, so watch out!” as she scaled the stairs just a step behind me.
The lady just laughed a nervous laugh and probably went home and told her family, “You won’t believe what I saw on the escalator today in Atlanta… a crazy blind woman with a white cane running up the escalator while the sane, sighted people just stood there.”
So… that’s what happened on the way to Fresh Grounded Faith – Centerville.
What an incredible weekend!
I can’t imagine a better way to start our Fall Fresh Grounded Faith season than with what we experienced in Waco, Texas last weekend!
Fresh Grounded Faith is a wrap!
We finished strong and sweet in Clinton, Tennessee this past weekend. And, what a way to finish for the spring!
Those East Tennessee women were the best! I used to think the tea was the sweetest thing in Tennessee until I met those women! We came to minister to them, but, I think they ministered to us even more!
“What burden did you bring to the conference and how can we pray for you?”
That was one of the questions during Spill the Beans in Blountville, Tennessee this past weekend.
If you’ve never been to an FGF, you may not know that not only do we give the sisters a venti size portion of fresh grounded truth, but we also find out what they want to know. We ask them to write down their questions and, then, we sit around the bistro table and answer… We spill the beans!
