I Took My Husband to a Joyce Meyer Conference




I’m intrigued.  The Spirit of God is so subtle sometimes that at the end of the day, I find myself realizing “that was God!”  I always take notes in conferences, lots of them, because I don’t want to forget what I heard.  I attended a Joyce Meyer Conference in Phoenix over the weekend and I decided not to take any notes this time, but to sit there and soak in God’s presence.  Her topic was perfect for this.  She spoke about God’s Kingdom and how it is not a certain place but it is within us.  We have righteousness, joy and peace when we give our hearts to Jesus.  The focus is on who we are when we belong to Him, not what we do to win approval from God or any person.   The benefits of belonging to Him outweigh anything we could strive to achieve on our own!  It’s true; when you really know the relational Jesus, He goes everywhere with you with the best advice and counsel and ease.  I not only heard it, but felt that in the conference!

Joyce referred to a favorite story of mine in Matthew 13:44.  I’ve often asked myself:  “What it is that I’m the most passionate about?”  “What is it that no matter the cost, I want it and I’m going to get it?”  In Jesus’ story, the man found a treasure that was hidden in a field.  So he hid it again and then sold everything he owned to get enough money to buy the field.  Jesus says that’s what the Kingdom of Heaven is like.  Talk about joy!







My husband had a good time and our conversation on the long drive home was uplifting. He never wanted to take off work to go to a conference in the past, but always told me that when he retires he will attend one with me.  He going with me is another reason I kicked back.  I wanted to watch him observe the production of her conference with all the cameras, praise music, stage smoke, amazing stats about evangelism outreach, and of course, mingle in a crowd of hungry souls just like us.  I am always in awe at the appeal of her messages.  Every seat is occupied with people who have diverse needs yet the word she brings forth touches every single heart.

We are encouraged to believe, and encouraged to love others.   Faith abounds in these times!   It is, in fact, experiencing the Kingdom!

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  1. That is awesome Mary!!!
    What a treat to have hubby by your side!
    Woohoo!
    Hugs & smiles xo

    All my heart,
    Deborah xoxo

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  4. How wonderful to share this conference with your husband. Joyce is an amazing speaker and you were fortunate to be able to attend. Thank you for sharing what she spoke about..and that you not only heard but felt the message♥...

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