Verdict: Fabulous

So . . . this past Thursday through Saturday was spent in Tennessee at a singles' conference called The Power of One.

First of all, thank you, Lord that it was not one iota as dismal as was prophesied. Yes, there were a fair share of middle-aged divorcees, but there were also a fair share of twenty and thirtysomethings, which was fantastic.

I met new people and reconnected with people I already knew. I received, was reaffirmed, renewed, restored, and was able to rejoice with people of like faith. It really was wonderful.

Some funny things happened: a shoe salesman hilariously tried to pick us up, and we ended up inviting him to church. We were called "Bama babes" by a gentleman we thought was reserved (I died) and he ended up paying for our dinner that night.

Some amazing things happened: Cracker Barrel was held open exclusively for the singles' conference attendees after church, and by the end of the night, 4 waiters and waitresses received the gift of the Holy Ghost. It was unbelievable. I posted a video on Facebook for all to see of one of the waiters praying through. Blew my mind. Check it here.

There's lots that I want to say, that I could say, but I'll just say I'm glad I went. Here's the thing, though. It's so easy to get on cloud 9 at a conference, but what matters is what you do when you get back to life. I want to get back to life right this time.