A Howdy Y'all From Gorgeous Vermont

Hey Siestas! Well, I am absolutely beside myself. I just flew into Burlington, Vermont where we kick off our New England Living Proof Live Celebration Tour this very night. It's a celebration because this week Travis, the praise team, the LifeWay event team and I finish off all fifty states with Living Proof Live events. Don't get me wrong. We're not finished...I hope. We're just taking God up on a magnanimous opportunity to celebrate His faithfulness through 10 years of events together in 50 States. And then we'll start over. He has taught us so much and changed our lives so ferociously that we're nearly breathless with praise. I have made a lot of mistakes and misfired a whole lot of points in the last ten years - sometimes cried halfway home - but God has overruled my weaknesses with His power and faithfulness. He simply loves His own Word and doesn't let it return to Him without effect. I love Him so.

This is the first time we've ever done a tour, moving from city to city without going home in between. I've always had babies to raise and kids to carpool and a husband that insisted on having a real wife, praise God. I still have the latter, thank goodness, but Keith couldn't begrudge this opportunity for anything. When he dropped me off at the airport this morning he said, "Baby, this is big. 50 States. Go have a blast." And that's exactly what I'm planning to do.

Our first stop is here in Burlington and let me tell you, Vermont was a SPECTACLE from the air. I do mean A STINKING SPECTACLE!! I have never seen a more shameless Autumn in all my life. This from a girl who has seen some beautiful Falls. October has never been wasted on me. I was raised in the beautiful hills of Arkansas and have been to the Tetons at the peak of the Aspen-yellows countless times. And still, I'm going to tell you, I've never seen anything like the colors I saw from the air before we landed. I was dumbstruck. I had to talk about it obsessively to the men who handled the bags, asking what trees are what colors. They humored me. In fact, they kind of blew up like a toad about it. Proud as could be. And should've been. Then, my first stop after the airport was the local Starbucks, of course, and I wanted to talk to the Barista about it but he didn't want to talk to me. Sometimes you can just tell. Dad blast. I just realized I let my cappuccino get cold. What a waste. So glad I didn't get an extra shot.

I just got word that we're expecting 1975 women tonight and I can't wait to get my hands on them. I will teach four evenings out of five this week and I will try my hardest to journal something every day or most days as I go. It will have to be short because we will be on the move. We will be in New Hampshire (expecting 2977) tomorrow night, we'll take a day off in NYC Wednesday (Lord, have mercy), be in Delaware Thursday night (expecting 3959! Way to go, Delaware!!) and end the tour in Connecticut where we'll kick up our heels with 3000.

If I've heard God correctly, I am speaking out of 2 Corinthians all week. A portion of ch.3 tonight, then a portion of ch.4 tomorrow night, a portion of ch.5 Thursday night and a portion of ch.6 on the last night. So get busy and pray, why don't you. I'm calling the theme for the week "That Ever-Increasing, All-Surpassing Thing Called Glory." I'm hoping to form a 4-part series out of this week's tour because I'm usually not a big fan of one-night speaking stands. I'd rather spend some longer hours with a group and see if God will take us from Point A to Point B like we get to do a bit more effectively at the regular events. Since we only have one opportunity with each of these wonderful groups, each night's message is meant to stand by itself but then all fit together to form one cohesive series, I HOPE. God willing. Self crucified.

I've told you before that I deal without a lot of fear and anxiety but one thing compels me to do this way-out-there (for me, anyway) thing. I'd rather jump into Scripture and seek the face of Jesus with a group of women than take my next breath. His words are spirit and life.

Now you've gone and done it. You've let my clam chowder get cold. Oh, I don't even care. But I do have to get off of here because I got to town much later than I usually do and I haven't unpacked my Velcro rollers. They're probably flat by now. I'll gladly lay down my supper for you but I will NOT lay down my hair for you. Unless I have to. Don't make me have to. I love you but my love does have limits.

Amanda, Melissa, and I are so honored to be your servants, Siestas. Thank you for allowing us to take this journey of faith with you. I'll hopefully touch base with you tomorrow! If I don't, you'll know to pray for me all the harder because that will mean I'm in a tailspin.

I surely do love you.