I love those little whipper snappers with all that I am. We had an amazing summer, which I'll get to later, but it was time for school. You feel me, mamas, I know you do. As always, the way we kick off the school year is by yanking our kids out for a few days and heading to Windy Gap for the Women's Weekend. What a blast this year. My mom spoke, and she rocked it! My hilariously talented, insanely goofy, and super hot friend Martha agreed to do program with me...so that was pretty good too. She and I were funny enough but the real show stealer was Maggie. She came up on stage with us on Saturday night, became one of "The Jans" and rapped...yeah, rapped. And not like you might think a little white nine year old girl from the burbs would rap. Um no, she killed it. Well, just here it is...
Sooooo, that's basically what I've been doing for the past year...getting two little divas ready for kindergarten and one not so little diva ready for the big time. And by big time I mean Windy Gap. Just praying she decides to "take her talents to the Holy Spirit" rather than South Beach or LA. Lord help me.
And not to be outdone, Zoe, Tori and the other daughters had a little debut as well:
This year's retreat was even more meaningful than in years past. I think because my mom, sister, sisters-in-law, mother-in-law, and aunt were there. And my girls got to see some pretty strong, fun, caring and smart women in their lives do some amazing things. They got to see their Gammy speak about being who you were made to be, they saw their mom act a fool (nothing new), and their aunts read scripture in front of 300 ladies. As you probably know, my four sweet friends and I started this weekend nine years ago. There were only three living kiddos between us at that time, but now there are 13! We've been busy. Saturday night at club all of our daughters came on stage with me and Martha, but beforehand I sat down and asked them why they thought we did all this crazy stuff. They answered that we wanted to make people laugh and have fun. So true. I was also able to tell them, though, that when we laugh it opens up our hearts and gives us freedom to understand and experience what is around us...that in a way we were unlocking the door to allow folks to really see, hear, and experience the worship songs and the words in the talks. Then Emma, one of my BFF's daughters, prayed for us and for the ladies at the retreat. Wow. What an amazing mom moment for me.
I've never been on the "votes for women" bandwagon, but I have to say that in Young Life I didn't see many women speaking upfront at camp, but even less women doing program. Women were allowed to be in the "opera" as the frumpy heroine who becomes beautiful at the end when she falls in love (think Grease without the black spandex unitard). Not a great picture of the Gospel. Women were just considered unfunny upfront, and to a certain extent that is true. We didn't need a woman up there just for the sake of having a woman. It's just that the "right" women were not being asked. And there was no one showing us it could be done.
Things have changed and I'm glad...not because I think things have to look equal, but because I think things should be good. Really good. And sometimes that looks like women making people laugh.
I'm just glad that through this women's weekend my four friends and I have been able to show our girls that they can do amazing things when they listen to the still small voice of the Lord...even if He's asking them to do something crazy like share Christ with women by filling up a camp every September.
p.s. remind me to never cut my hair like that again