I got a phone call on Friday night from a pastor's wife. Their church is in our area (relatively speaking) and I met this lady when she visited at our Super Conference back in February. She was calling to find out if I would be interested in speaking at their Mother-Daughter Banquet next month.
The whole time we were talking, I kept thinking that she was from the church on the other side of town. It was only after I hung up that I realized that was the church where her dad pastored. Her husband pastors about an hour away. Good thing I figured that out before showing up at the wrong church!
But I wouldn't have been at the wrong church anyway because they're not holding their banquet at the church. They're holding it at the country club down the street from the church.
I am properly impressed.
Did I mention the banquet is semi-formal to formal?
I'm really not sure why butterflies are having a carnival in my stomach. I happen to like public speaking. (I'm weird that way.) I know which fork to use. I even have a formal dress to wear. And a great pair of sparkly heels. Can't wait to wear them!
So what's bothering me? Beats me all to pieces. These people are very nice, and I have no reason to be nervous.
Did I mention the butterflies?
Got any jokes I can use to open? Or any calming remedies to keep the butterflies at bay?