In a handful of hours, I get to speak at MOPS about being brave. I’m excited and nervous and anticipating what God has. Would you join me in praying that the women would see Jesus…and that we’d have a laughter-and-sweat-filled journey in the hour together?
I’ve only been to this MOPS once. But the leader, Jane, quickly became a dear friend. The kind that, if she lived next door, I’d find lots of reasons to knock. She knew I taught Jazzercise and so asked if I’d be one of their monthly speakers during 2015 — their year with a theme of “Be Brave.” I get 30 minutes to talk and then we get 30 minutes to dance. (I’m pretty sure we have sound system but not sure about a mic. Mom, thanks for birthing me with an outside voice. Again, it comes in handy.)
So I get an hour and I already have dry-mouth thinking about how I’ll talk too fast and, at times, try too hard to be funny as I tell about my unlikely journey to become a certified fitness instructor and God’s sense of humor in it all. How fun it will be to be to witness some women risking a bit, on the edge of their comfort zone as they put on runners (workout shoes) and we dance and sweat…and, before they know it, they’ve worked out for the first time since before kids.