Thursday, May 11, 2006

300 Ladies and Bowls of Meatballs

Tonight I had the honor of speaking at the Mother/Daughter Banquet for Shiloh Community Church's in Belding, MI.

Shiloh is a pretty good size church in the middle of nowhere. There were 300 ladies, ages 8-80 and lots of meatballs at dinner. My very good friend Tom, the same guy who sent me that great leadership article by Dee Hock, is the youth pastor there. He's been there around 8 months and just loves it. He's doing a great job and he told his church staff about my speaking ministry and they asked me to come. It was a blast! I will tell you that.

Last week, I got the chance to speak at a Jr. high lock-in with 400 jr. high kids and loved it. This week's crowd was so completely different it was wild. I think it was the first time I spoke to that many women at one time. The Jr. high crowd is my sweet spot, so I knew this was going to be fun. I spoke for 45 minutes and it went well. I would give it a B+.

Tom had a really nice comment for me, he said it was wild to see woman ages 8-80 all connected and engaged with the talk. That was cool.

The one thing I really need to learn is something my speaking Hero does really well. Oh, my speaking hero, Ken Davis. He just connects immediately in such an intimate way. I think I am learning. I think it just takes time.

All in all, it was a blast. They really laughed at my "Who Loves Baby" story and my "Broken Toilet" story.

On a personal note...I don't mean to throw around numbers like a tool.


Sean said...

I'm glad you put that disclaimer there at the end, because I was starting to have a small "tool alert" go off in my head. =)

Dude... I loved the post about Greg Stier and the back and forth in the comments...Priceless! And he seems like a very cool guy. Too bad he won't be around this weekend/next week. I met him at NashVegas through Rolly, but don't know him at all. Anyhoo...see you Sunday bro!

tom rundel said...

i think it is time for me to fess up. i was the mastermind behind the whip cream fiasco. the toilet thing was my fault. if you had never gotten smeared with whip cream you would not have had to use the shower, hence, no broken toilet. you would have had to use the woods like the rest of us. so i guess i need some props. if it were not for my genius birthday idea of smearing you with whipped cream, you would not have that funny story.