Women at Crossroad's Recap

I have talked and talked and talked about Women at Crossroads, and I'm finally going to tie up all the lose ends and give everyone a break on the topic.  Until next year.  {Because there will hopefully be a next year!}
In this post I talked about how excited I was to finally see the conference materialize.  The whole thing started in March, and the thought of pulling a conference together in three months was a little overwhelming.  I wrote about my battle between peace and anxiety over what might happen at the conference.  And then in this post I wrote the day before the conference, I expressed my fears and frustrations.  All a part of the process, or so I'm told.  So I want to start this post out with a big "thank you."  So many of y'all offered me encouragement while my head was spinning off into another dimension.  Every comment and e-mail helped calm me down.  Not to mention all of the prayers that were said for this conference.  I can tell that tons of prayers went up for Women at Crossroads because the end result was more amazing than I could have ever imagined.  =)  

   June 8 & 9, 2012

Friday, June 8:  6:30 pm - 8:30 pm

We started off in the Fellowship Hall.  You'll notice in the pictures that everyone "working" the conference was dressed in black and had pink lanyard name tags around their necks.  Guests were met by some ladies from our church passing out goody bags.  The goody bags were absolutely amazing.  I was so pleased with them.  Every guest got one, and every bag included a Gideon's Bible, an Itinerary for the weekend, spray hand sanitizer, a Women at Crossroad's notepad, a pink Women at Crossroad's click pen (who doesn't love a good click pen?!), some scripture tracts, mints, gum, a pack of Kleenexes, and a registration card.   We also had sticky name tags for everyone so that we could hopefully learn names and make strong connections with everyone who attended.

Then, we had a little station set up for mom's to sign their children in to child watch services.  We didn't know most of the children or mothers, so we had a system where each child got a numbered name tag and the mom's got their number.  To pick their children up, they had to have the right number.  We also got the mom's name, child's name, and any special care instructions.  

Then, we all ate dinner together.  My sweet daddy and some other men from the church spent all day Friday bbq-ing chicken.  

We had lots of wonderful helpers in the kitchen, including my darling husband.  =)  He was so supportive of the entire thing and I can't sing his praises enough.  

It was so great to see different races mingled together in an all-white church.  Where we live, going to church is very much a family event and churches tend to be either all black or all white because of it.  It was great to have both.  =)  

After everyone had fully tummies, we moved into the sanctuary.  We borrowed furniture from a local furniture company to decorate the stage.  Even though the conference was obviously held at a church, I wanted to make sure everyone felt comfortable and casual all weekend, free to be themselves.

  Another thing I loved about the conference was the mixed-up order of everything.  It was so different from a regular church service, and I loved the "spice" of doing things out of the ordinary.  A local lady sang for us and led us in a praise and worship song.  Her voice gave me goosebumps.  Our main event for the night was a speaker named Maria Owens.  She's regionally renowned and does conferences all over the southeast.  You may have heard of her - her name is Maria Owens.  She has such an amazing story and the fact that she came to our little hick-town conference was icing on the cake.

After the conference was over, everyone was invited back to the Fellowship Hall for dessert and coffee.

  We encouraged everyone to come back fro Saturday but some people let us know they wouldn't be able to.  Still, everyone was just overflowing from what happened Friday night.  We cried, worshiped, held hands, praised God, and were ourselves.  Everyone in the Fellowship Hall was bubbling over.  Later, my dad told me he looked at my husband and said to him "Look what our girl did," and Mr. R got choked up and couldn't respond.  That just melts my heart.  =)  And not to toot my own horn in ANY way, but I was just so emotional the entire day because God gave me this idea.  I was obedient, and everything that happened was because of HIM and not me...but a part of me just could not believe the amazing thing I had put together.  It was a late night & Saturday would be an early morning, so after everyone left we cleaned up and headed home to get some rest lay in bed and think about everything, unable to sleep because of the excitement.  =)

  

Saturday, June 9:  9:30 am - Noon

Saturday was a completely different format from Friday.  We did start out with food again, breakfast in the Fellowship Hall.  We chowed down on fruit, cereals, granola bars, yogurts, muffins, and topped it all off with juices or coffee.  Then we headed on over to the Sanctuary again where one of our church members briefly discussed the good and bad girls of the Bible.  It was really cool to hear about the bad girls who had happy endings.  Obviously those are stories I can relate to pretty well.  We had more praise and worship music, and we even had a little comedy skit that had us all laughing to tears.  Then, we broke off into small groups that met in classrooms.  We had five topics and everyone got to choose two classes to attend.

The topics were:

1. Sexual Abuse - led by a woman who was sexually abused by her uncle and cousins from the age of 3 until she was a young teenager.
2. Depression - led by a woman who struggles with clinical depression, an inherited  from her father who committed suicide
3. Being a Single Mom - led by two single mother's with completely different circumstances and upbringings
4. Drug & Alcohol Abuse - led by me, having struggled with drug & alcohol abuse from the age of 14 to 22.
5. How Well Do You Know Your Women - led by a church elder, discussing women of the Bible further and the importance of being well-schooled on them

After the second class, we invited everyone back over the Fellowship Hall for prizes and dessert.  We had a table of prizes set up and we drew from the registration cards.  We gave away Bath & Body Works candles, lotions, and body sprays; local cookbooks; a ton of items donated by Tupperware; devotional books, Christian CD's; a wax warmer and three different wax scents; some Christian comedy DVD's; and a set of stainless steel kitchen spoons with a canister.

Every single person in attendance got a prize because of the enormous amount of prize donations that were made by church members and local businesses.  We were also able to give away one grand prize...and the grand prize was a complete surprise to everyone attending and to most of the conference workers.  Only 8 people knew what the grand prize was in advance.  

Because of the generous donations of two local businesses, we were able to give away the living room set that was displayed on stage all weekend.  That's one sofa, one love seat, one chair, one coffee table, two end tables, two lamps, and a rug.  =)  

I want to share with y'all the story of the woman who won our grand prize.  Her name is Marian, and she's from Florida.  She has a son who lives here, and while visiting him she attended a church that advertised Women at Crossroads.  She thought it sounded interesting and decided she would come back up for another visit so that she could attend the conference.  I learned this because she was in one of my Drug & Alcohol Abuse classes.  She was the only one in the room I wasn't familiar with, so I asked her name.  She told me her name is Marian, and she told me why she was there.  She also told me, "You'll remember me."  Later that day, when I drew for the grand prize drawing of the living room set and pulled her name, she just erupted with tears.  The look on her face was of sheer disbelief.  After the crowd had calmed down, I went and talked to Marian.  She tearfully told me about her son and his family, and how much they struggle to make ends meet.  She wanted to give the living room set to her son because their living conditions are very poor.  I was happy that the living room set was going to someone in need.  She was happy because she was able to help her son in a way she would not have been able to, otherwise.  The fact that SHE won is a total God thing.  Can you imagine how many different things had to fall into place for a woman from Florida to be able to attend a tiny little first-time conference in South Carolina?  God put all the pieces together long before I ever came into the picture.  Every single thing about Women at Crossroads screamed to me...
God is Good.  =)  
I still can't believe that God used me in such a big way.  I would say I'm at a loss for words, but that's clearly not true based on the super long post I just wrote.  It was such a busy weekend, but it was such a blessing.  I'm honored and humbled that God chose me.  He picked me to lead this, and He made all the pieces fall perfectly into place every step of the way.  Every fear and frustration I had along the way was comforted by His shining perfection.  For the first time in my marriage, I feel good about serving along side my husband.  I feel like God used this conference to teach me so many things about Him, about others, and about myself.  I hope that He wants us to do this conference again next year.  I hope that the problems within our church clear up or that I can bring the conference with me wherever I go.  It was such a huge blessing...my cup runneth over...and through the conference I've been asked to serve in other ways in my community.  I am proof that God can take a mess and turn it into a message.  And I'm just so incredibly thankful.  To God be the glory.      

Feelings...

There is so much going on right now.  If you read my last post, you know that the Women at Crossroads conference I've been working on since March is tomorrow & Saturday.  Nervous is an understatement.  It doesn't even come close to describing the wide variety of emotions I'm feeling right now.  
My mom's advice to me through and through has been to expect resistance from people.  If bad things happen, either during planning or during the conference itself, it's because the devil is at work to stop the good things happening for God.  If I don't feel resistance, it's because the devil has nothing to stop.  The really hard resistance has started... and it's not fun to experience.  
I feel like some people are struggling with the fact that I'm 23 and telling them what to do.  Of course this would be an issue for older ladies, especially grandma-aged ladies.  I can understand that.  I can't understand downright refusing to do what I ask.  
I feel like a lot of people have just waited until the last minute to get their work done.  Procrastination happens in life and I totally understand that as well.  Some people are natural procrastinators and work best under pressure.  Everyone has their own methods and to each her own.  BUT...leading this conference is one of the most terrifying things I've done.  I've been asking people for their materials for weeks, yet I'm still empty-handed on the day before the conference.  I would LOVE if people would be respectful of the fact that I don't work well under that kind of pressure.  It would have been nice for all the procrastinators to pretend like the conference was last Friday.  Sigh.
I feel like a good chunk of people aren't supportive of the conference.  I don't know why and I probably never will.  Don't take it personal.  But it is personal.  This conference has consumed my life lately.  I've worked hard on this because God gave me this idea and He deserves my best efforts.  The conference is deeply personal to me.  Therefore, when people oppose what I'm doing or try to make it harder for me to complete the task(s) at hand...I do take it personal.  It is personal.  
Right now, I'm feeling rather down in the dumps.  I'm feeling as thought I have absolutely no business being in the position I am right now...like I shouldn't be leading a conference.  Maybe I just can't handle being in charge.  I'm angry and frustrated, I'm trying not to let it get to me but can't deny that is has already gotten to me.  I'm nervous about the conference - what if it's not a success?  what if more people show up than we planned for and we can't accommodate them all?  I'm sad that some people just can't handle being told what to do by a younger adult.  I'm sad that there are so many Christians in my life who are letting Satan use them against the conference.  I'm sad I'm believing the lies the devil keeps putting in my head.  
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In other news, we got a new dog.  His name is Yoda.  I also go highlights.  And a haircut.  More next week... 

Women at Crossroads

Hey.  :)  
I am super busy right now.  And when I say "super busy" I mean that the hubby and I are out of food and clean clothes & I don't have time to do anything about it.  So we're going away for the weekend to buy clothes and eat out.  Haha.
Remember back in....oh...March I mentioned something about this idea God had given me for a women's conference?  If you don't, click here.  That idea has become a reality that is going down next weekend.  Oh my gosh.

I am not in any way trying to toot my own horn.  This conference is about God, not about me.  But one of the points of this blog is to record the emotions I feel - good or bad.  So, just allow me this moment to record my feelings about the conference coming up in 7 days.  
I am leading a conference.I am in charge.Why did God think that was a good idea?!  I've never done anything like this before in my life.I've only attended one conference.  One.  And now I'm organizing one myself.  How is this possible?How is it possible that a year and a half ago I was selling drugs and now I'm organizing a conference in hopes of reaching the unchurched.  Because I care.  I care about the people in our community who don't know God...and that "caring" is very new to me.  It's mind-boggling.
We are prepared for 100 people.  When we first started planning, we took into consideration that our church is pretty small - we have room for about 150 people max.  Our fellowship hall holds even less people.  We also took into consideration that our church is in the middle of nowhere - at least an hour away from any major cities.  Our pastor told me that in general 6 to 8 percent of people invited to any given event will show up.  He also told us later that it takes 8 invitations before a person will come to a church event.  I'm not a math person, but I calculated some things and based on the numbers our pastor gave us...we'd have to invite 1,667 people eight times each to have 100 people show up.  So that's what we planned for...100 seemed like a really big goal.  But now?  With fliers and/or save-the-date cards in most of the local businesses, fliers handed out door to door, groups and events on Facebook, ads in all of the local & not-so-local newspapers, radio announcements on Christian and secular stations all the way up to TWO HOURS AWAY, letters sent to over 50 local and not-so-local churches, and then just word of mouth.....what if planning for 100 people wasn't enough?
When I start to think of how packed our church could be....I feel so much anxiety about not having enough, not having done enough.  I try to think about how Jesus fed over 5,000 people with just a 5 loaves of bread and 2 fish.  (Matthew 14: 13-21)  I know in my heart that God didn't give me this idea and allow everything to fall perfectly into place for it to fail.  I know that.  So I calm down.  And then I hear a tiny voice in the back of my head telling me lies.  It would break my heart if the conference wasn't a huge success.  I've put so much work into everything...not to mention the committee of 7 absolutely amazing, godly women who have worked diligently as well.  So I remember how many people have been praying for the conference.  And I remember that we serve a God who hears our prayers.  
So, to summarize, it's a constant battle between peace and anxiety.  I know I'm behind on blogging...I know I'm behind on e-mails.  I know.  I'm sorry.  But all of this will be here when the conference is over and right now...Women at Crossroads is my priority.  If you can, say a little prayer for me, all of the ladies helping, and especially for the women who will attend.