Eight Lutheran ladies met in Texas this week. Some of us knew each other. Some of us didn’t. But after only seconds, it was clear we were kindred spirits. I chalk it up to the fact that we all speak Lutheran. That pretty much sealed the deal right there. Our mutual love of all things thrifty, country, and food-related was the icing on the cake.

“Was there any drama?” someone asked after I told him about the weekend. “No,” I said, slightly in shock as I pondered it. Eight women, three bathrooms, and no drama . . . if that’s not the Lord’s goodness at work, I’m the mayor of Luckenbach.

So what did a gaggle of Lutherans gals do in Fredericksburg for a weekend?

We stayed in the most adorable of cabins.

We shared rooms decorated with cow skulls.

We sat around a fire, drinking wine, solving the Synod’s problems, and laughing.

We rode horses, because when in Texas . . .

We shopped. And we looked pretty adorable while we did.

We got yelled at a winery and walked out in the middle of the tasting, because we’re awesome and that’s what we do.

We walked. A lot.

We ate delicious food and suffered gut rot because we couldn’t stop.

We basked in the Texas sun.

We got asked the questions, “Where are you from?” and “Wait. You’re all getting together because you’re Lutheran?” roughly eleventy-three million times.

We didn’t mess with Texas.

We pampered ourselves with pedicures and were totally girly.

We tried to figure out ways to fly gigantic cow heads home in our luggage and failed miserably.

We looked adorable.

We took a lot, a lot of pictures.

We ate sandwiches the size of our belt buckles.

We squealed at the adorableness of our boots.

We drove down dirt roads, almost got lost, and then drank Lime-a-ritas in Luckenbach.

We listened to toe-tappin’ music and watched Texas couples spin around the dance floor like nobody’s business.

We reveled in new Lutheran friends, rejoiced in old ones, and gave thanks to God for blessings beyond measure.

 

PS And then we went home to our families and fell asleep because, let’s face it, we were all pretty exhausted.