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Guys, I don’t even know how to put into words all that the Build Your Blog Conference 2015 in Salt Lake City, Utah was to me. I’ve flown in an airplane once with a group of people pre 9/11 security. This was the first time I’d ever traveled by myself or flown. I’m not a city girl. As in I quite honestly would rather be in the dark out on the side of our mountain knowing there are bears and cougars, than walk down the dark streets of Seattle or any other large city alone. I’ll take a moonlight field over a spattering of city lights any day of the week.
But I have to admit, even city streets are gorgeous with views like this.
I’d never even considered going on this trip until Taste of Home Magazine sponsored my blog fee. I had two weeks to get flights and hotels booked. I kind of choked, but sometimes God gives you a nudge, or a big ole push to do something. When I found out both my blogging girls Tammy of TrayerWilderness.com and Katey from MamaKautz.com were also going I knew it wasn’t just coincidence. We went in together to share a room.
Three homesteading prepper girls in one room was very interesting. If I told you anymore I may be hunted…
Going through airport security made my palms sweat. Which made me nervous, which then made me look nervous, which made me think the security people would want to know why I was nervous, and I almost melted into a puddle before I’d even handed over my license and ticket. But that natural Truly’s deodorant, totally rocks, so I didn’t stink with all that sweating and melting.
One thing I learned about myself on this trip, I’m a total foodie. Seriously. When dinner came in a cast iron skillet I might have squealed. Before this trip I was a Chick Fil A virgin. I can now say I’ve eaten there twice. And their avocado lime ranch dressing… will soon be in a blog post coming near you. I’m totally going to figure out how to make that one at home.
We went to a restaurant in Temple Square that was ten floors up called The Garden. Look at this view. I texted my husband I felt like Cinderella at the ball.
And those are chandeliers, real goodness to honest ones. As opposed to those fake ones ya know.
The classes were amazing. I ended up crying every single day. It’s easy to get caught up in our to-do-lists, pay checks, lack of pay checks, planning this and planning that, but really, what it boils down to is people.
We can make a difference in someone’s life. Each and everyone of us. Every day. It might be a small difference, it might be a big difference, and sometimes the small differences become huge differences. And every single day we’re given the chance to make one.
That’s pretty powerful.
Think about it for a minute.
We can change someones life every day. It might be our spouses, our children, a friend, a co-worker, a stranger, but we all have impact with everyone we come in contact with. Let’s not lose sight of that. I’ll remind you, you remind me. Deal.
It comes down to this:
“You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled underfoot.” Matthew 5:13
And I just realized the verse says salt and this was the mountain range seen from my hotel window in Salt Lake City, Utah… God totally has a sense of humor.
I also learned there is no place like home. I’m exactly where God wants me to be right now. Though I’m a bit tired, it’s a wonderful thing to know you’re where you’re supposed to be.
What lessons have you learned while traveling?
Melissa K. Norris inspires people's faith and pioneer roots with her books, podcast, and blog. Melissa lives with her husband and two children in their own little house in the big woods in the foothills of the North Cascade Mountains. When she's not wrangling chickens and cattle, you can find her stuffing Mason jars with homegrown food and playing with flour and sugar in the kitchen.