God providentially is sending me to a Women of Faith conference. Don't get me wrong here. I was excited when Booksneeze presented me with the opportunity to go free of charge. I was so excited that I didn't look at the dates. I really didn't think I would be selected. But here I am all dressed up and ready to go. Full of emotions about all the things I could be doing. The mom guilt is upon me as Jojo says, "No you can't go you have to play trucks with me." and "It's my birthday." Just twist that knife, buddy.
I keep going back to trusting God that He has me going to Women of Faith this weekend because I need it. I need it. I will now put on my big girl panties and quit complaining that I will be gone on Jojo's birthday. I will just move it to Sunday. He won't know. He can't read a calendar!
Oh, and I asked Eric about the reference for whole girding the loins thing and he couldn't find that precise reference after searching for a while, and said, "I don't know" so it may not be Paul. But I am sure that when they ran they did that. :)