So how was your weekend?
I spent the majority of mine in Lubbock, Texas and then got home Saturday night and slept until 11:00 on Sunday morning. That’s not even an exaggeration.
I left for Lubbock on Thursday afternoon. You might think a trip to Lubbock wouldn’t be that long considering I’m already in Texas, but you would be wrong. It takes a long time and a layover in Dallas to get to Lubbock. Because in case you didn’t know, Texas is an enormous state.
Lubbock, I would like to take your dry, cool air and wrap myself up in it like a blanket and stay there forever. My hair has never held up so beautifully.
Shortly after my plane landed, I headed to the rental car counter to pick up my car. The clerk handed me all the necessary paperwork and I gave him my drivers’ license and credit card while I confirmed that I only wanted the economy size car. He handed me a set of keys, directed me to the car lot and said, “It will be in stall #21. It’s a green Ford Fiesta.” When someone says “green Ford Fiesta” do you think something in the family of hunter greens?
Yes, I do too.
But it turned out to be a wrong assumption. Because as I wheeled my suitcase out to the car rental lot, I spotted my car while I was still 500 yards away.
(That’s not the actual car. I’d like to show you the real car but my phone isn’t speaking to my computer again and, thus, I cannot upload the photo. Sufficed to say, my rental was every bit as bright as the above photo.)
I have never been so sad to be alone because I had to laugh all by myself when I saw that green machine shining like a beacon from the parking lot. In the words of Mac Davis, “Oh Lord, it’s hard to be humble.”
To make matters worse, I had no idea where I was going. And do you know what’s worse than driving the ugliest car in Lubbock, Texas? Driving the ugliest car in Lubbock, Texas when you have to drive thirty miles an hour because you’re trying to decipher the directions on your iPhone.
But on Saturday during her message, Beth Moore reminded us that sometimes “we can guard our dignity right out of an epiphany.” So I feel like that Ford Fiesta in Lime Squeeze opened up my heart to an epiphany because my dignity was gone. I’ll let you know what that epiphany is as soon as I figure it out.
And so that’s why I was in Lubbock. It was the host site of the 2011 Living Proof Live simulcast with Beth Moore and I was in town to help out with the event. Sadly, I think I’ve been demoted since the last event because not only was I not in charge of selling any merch, I didn’t even get a walkie-talkie this time. Instead they put me at the marketing table which only involved passing out Homelife magazines while saying, “They’re free, Ladies. Take as many as you’d like.”
Honestly, I think it’s probably the best job for my particular set of skills, mainly because it doesn’t involve having to make change or realize that you’ve been pushing down the talk button on your walkie-talkie for the last hour.
On a side note, I mentioned to one of the women on the Event team that I used to have fun visiting Lubbock back when I was in college and Texas Tech played A&M. She said, “Oh! Then you know what’s fun to do around here. Where should we go?” And I had to let her know that we really couldn’t do the same activities in Lubbock that I did with my friends back in 1993. Largely because the SAE fraternity might be alarmed by a bunch of middle aged women out in front of their fraternity house looking for the keg party.
Anyway, the best thing about the weekend was listening to a great message from Beth, fabulous worship with Travis and the Praise Team, and getting to meet a couple of y’all. Which totally made my day.
And then I had to fly like the wind in my sweet Ford Fiesta to get back to the airport in time for my flight late Saturday afternoon. I barely made it in time and by the time Gulley and her boys picked me up at the San Antonio airport around 8:30, I was so tired that I told Gulley I could just sit and cry like a little kid does when they’re completely worn out.
From the back seat, Will said, “I know just how you feel, Mel. I know just how you feel.”
P and Caroline were off hog hunting and didn’t get home until around 11:00. I waited up for them as long as you consider waiting up to mean that I fell asleep on the couch until I heard them pull in the driveway. And then I got into bed and passed out until 11:00 a.m. Sunday morning.
The end.