As I slipped into sleep Friday night, my mother and older sister were still talking. It was like a slumber party with all of the girls, my mother, my older sister, my younger sister and I. They had come from Pueblo and Denver to attend the annual ladies conference the gals at Calvary Bible Chapel have put on for 25 years now.
The weekend was awesome. Just being together was such a treat, and to be able to host my family was an extra treat for me. The accommodations may not have been five-star, but the company was definitely top rate.
My mother and older sister shared the one bed in the house, and my little sister slept on a futon in the back bedroom. Ebony the big black lab wasn’t too keen on giving the futon over to the guest, since she had commandeered it as her personal bed when it first arrived, but there wasn’t room for the both of them, so Ebony had to sleep in the living room with the rest of us. Fortunately my little sister brought some extra padding for the futon so after the first night she wasn’t trying to straddle the metal bar in the middle.
Friday evening we enjoyed dinner at May-Wa restaurant, a treat in itself, and then enjoyed a wonderful session at Calvary Bible Chapel for the first of three sessions with speaker Lois Olmstead, a Montana gal who knows how to speak directly to the heart of any matter. She fed our souls Friday and Saturday while the gals at the chapel fed our bodies with their cookies, sweet breads and the potato bar. What else would you feature in the San Luis Valley, especially at harvest time? I had purchased premium russets and reds earlier in the week directly from Canon in Center, so my family was able to take back the Valley’s best spuds when they went home on Sunday.
Lois talked to us about being real with ourselves and God, and she urged us to recommit ourselves to Him. She delivered her talks with great humor and great wisdom, and it was wonderful to laugh, to think and to drink deep. We enjoyed the music and personality of Cross Walk, as well, a great group of sisters who haul one of the hubbies along. They are so genuine, and we were blessed to sit with the gals at our table and get to know them better.
The ladies conference is open to women from all churches, and we had a good group of various faiths there from Baptist to Messianic Jew, with the rest of us in between somewhere. The common thread for us all was a desire to know Jesus better, and Lois and the chapel gals gave us every opportunity to do that.
After our spiritual feast on Saturday, we enjoyed an evening of snacks at my house, with my mother sharing photos from a recent trip to celebrate my folks’ 60th anniversary. And once again I drifted off to sleep to the sound of my mother and older sister talking.
Before my sisters and mother headed for home on Sunday, we enjoyed the brunch at Hungry Farmer, a first for all of us, although the omelet/waffle chef was our favorite Bernie Lovato from the former Trujillo’s. What a treat to end a weekend full of treats!
Every time together with my best friends (my sisters Beth and Kristi and mamma Teresa) is so special, and I treasure every moment because I know our time together is limited on this earth. Every time we can be together is precious to me, especially when it brings us closer to Him.