My friend Joel Thomas is incredibly cool and calm before he speaks to large groups of people. I’m pretty sure my friend Jarrett Stevens could perform lasik laser eye surgery before he takes the stage his hands are so perfectly chill.

Me? I’m sweaty. I’m anxious. The butterflies in my stomach aren’t tangled and nervous, they’re on meth.

Maybe I’ll lose that if I get the chance to speak more, but for right now that’s what happens in the moments before I speak. Except at the North Points Singles Retreat. That one was a little different.

Ten minutes before I jumped up on the stage and did my thing in front of maybe a few hundred people, I told a friend about one of things I was going to talk about.

He casually replied, “Oh, that’s cool. The woman who spoke last night covered that same verse and idea.”

If it were possible to do it without anyone seeing, I probably would have thrown up in my pants pocket at that exact moment.

Let me translate what my friend said into Jon language …

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