I've been sick all weekend and by a sheer miracle of God stood up and got through a 45 minute message three times on Saturday.
My friends (who are also speakers on the tour) took care of me -- spoke words of life, prayed for me, rubbed my back, covered me with blankets, tucked me in, and spoke more words of life.
Don't ever underestimate the value of friends.
For probably only the fifth time in my life (that I could recall or count) I stayed home from church today. I have a doctor's appt first thing in the morning.
When I woke up Saturday morning at the hotel and every fiber of my being wanting to stay in bed, I asked God to reveal to me in some way that it was worth pressing through instead of giving up and laying down somewhere until it was time to go home. So many times we don't know the impact we make until years later, and in some cases we may not know until we get to heaven. But Saturday, I needed to know right then. God didn't disappoint and He answered my prayer quickly.
I never told any of the attendees at the conference that I was not feeling well. Only my friends knew. No one including my friends knew about my prayer request that morning. When I was done speaking, a lady came up for prayer and said she had filed for divorce last week but was changing her mind after hearing the message. Another woman came forward who is a pastor's wife and although she was so broken she could barely speak, told me in between sobs that if I only came for one person I came for her.
It's worth it.