I am leaving at the crack of dawn this morning to go to speak today and tomorrow at the All Church Ministries Conference in Lakeland, FL. The topic I've been assigned to teach on is..."Me, My Husband, God & Sex" subtitle: "The Sexually Confident Woman."
I love to teach on a wide variety of subjects, but a great deal of the time I get asked to speak on this, in many different venues, and Larry and I do marriage conferences together. I have written a book on this subject, (The Intimate Woman) however, I've also written a ton of other stuff. But, people just eat up the sex message. They devour it like candy and ask for it over and over. Go figure! You would almost think God Himself thought up this whole sex idea...hhhmmm amazing.
So the year before last when they asked me to teach, I inquired about whether another topic would be possible and spoke on time management and mentoring. I was just ready for a change. It gets tiring being know as "the sex lady, literally and figuratively. You really know you are making quite a name for yourself teaching on this subject when you have strangers come up to you in public places months or years later and tell you "since I attended your seminar last year I finally experienced [you fill in the blank here]." Two years ago when I preached at the Inspire Conference in Orlando, a woman came running up and said, "Let me show you what you're responsible for!!!" and she proceeded to take a photo out of her purse and wave it at me...of a newborn baby. Wow, to think that I'm responsible...lol
A while back when I was teaching a women's workshop I made a statement about white women being careful about wearing white underwear because it tends to just make us look pasty and gross pale and unattractive. One day years ago I was standing in our room getting dressed and wearing white undergarments and my husband said, "don't take this wrong but I really don't like how the white underwear looks and think you'd look so much better in black or red." After I stopped throwing pillows and everything on my dresser at him got over the shock, I discovered he was right and started wearing dark colors most of the time. Unless you are a black or latino woman (or are white with at least a base tan) you might look sort of like one of the characters from Twilight in your white unmentionables. Scary. It's just the truth and my husband was brave enough to risk his life and finally tell me this.
So there I was at this conference, recommending colors of undergarments based upon one's skin tone so as to accentuate the positive and the women just seemed to love the suggestions. Fast forward about a year later when I was speaking at another conference and my assistant and I were in the elevator of the hotel, getting ready to check into our room. A little old short pasty white lady we didn't recognize got on at one of the floors and seeing it was me on the elevator turned and suddenly exclaimed, "Hey! I've stopped wearing white panties!" No, "hey, are you DeannaShrodes?' Or, "Allow me to introduce myself, I'm Granny Clampett Helen Jones, " or, "So what a beautiful day..." No, none of that, just the "I've stopped wearing white panties!" declaration. Upon this announcement my assistant looked at me like, "Should we press the emergency button or call security?" I just said, "I'll explain later".
So when I taught on time management and mentoring I went alone and Larry stayed back at the church and worked. This time when I'm teaching on sex again, he couldn't wait decided to go with me and booked a hotel instead of having us drive back and forth. I'm sure he's hoping the teacher will make sure all the illustrations for Saturday's class are accurate and user friendly. A good teacher is always prepared. I have my Bible, my notes, and...my colored panties. TMI? Hey people, why do you think they ask ME to teach this class??! The person who has the nerve to say "panties" OUT LOUD in front of huge groups of people among other things that makes panties pale in comparion, gets to teach the class on sex.