Saying yes makes me pitty

I am sitting here right now watching my youngest hunt for snakes and my older two build a volcano they want to explode... I'm sure I only have moments before someone is bleeding so I'll make this short and sweet...

I'm trying to figure out what I want to say for Parkway Christian Center's "Spring Thing" on friday... I get pitty (AKA sweaty pits) [that was for you Jenna:] just thinking about speaking at an event like this... I said yes not knowing what I was saying "yes" to... it's probably good I didn't or I may have pretended I didn't hear what God was asking that day.

I have been going through so many stories trying to think of something interesting to share and I am realizing the most pain and the most joy have come from not just saying YES... but living YES...

For seasoned speakers or bible study leaders or churchie women scholars,  PCC's Spring thing or fight nights would be no biggie... but for me... ME??? ME who only a couple of months ago was still dropping bombs as often as most of you say God bless you... ME who messes almost everything up and almost always says the wrong thing is going to bare it in front of hundreds of women... All I have to say is... if I can say YES so can you. Sometimes it's just saying yes to an email from a friend sometimes it's yes to leaving the crap bogging us down behind... sometimes it's saying yes even when we're not sure what we're saying yes to...

OK so here's a little sneak peak for friday... I'm reading this book... like the best book ever written... and in it Bob Goff says...

"He's asking: will you take what you think defines you, leave it behind and let me define who you are instead."

Homina!! That sentence defines this season of my life... letting him define me by simply saying yes... he is changing me... it's making me more courageous and confident in what he can do in me... and it's what pushes me through as I'm "fearlessly afraid"