Last year, God placed on my heart a conference called, Overwhelmed. A huge vision that made me feel immensely small for the task. So, in typical Dawna fashion, I put my hand on my hip and mockingly said, “I will host a conference one time, and one time only!” (I’m really not sure why He puts up with me.)
After last year’s conference, the outpouring of text messages and calls from ladies who attended, was quite frankly, overwhelming. My attitude melted and I began to see that God would continue this conference each year, with or without me. I looked up toward heaven and whispered, “I’m in.”
This past week, I’ve quite honestly felt, overwhelmed. I received many calls from broken women who are coming to the conference on Saturday. How can I speak life to these ladies? I found myself with a tear-filled face, on the floor. (No, Smitty’s kid didn’t fall again.) After much prayer, I was reminded that I can’t fill the needs—but God can.
I now feel overwhelmed in a good way. I’m ready to share the message He has placed on my heart for you. Ladies, I want you to know that you are being prayed for, by name. Come. And be prepared to move from a place of overwhelmed to overjoyed!