This is a Homonym mimi-challanage - Once you have your minimum of five sets of homonyms, write something using every word from each of those groups, making sure that it does all make sense.
As I thought about it, I let out a groan. Why did I agree to do it? I could kick myself. Praying out loud, with others has never been a strong point of mine. Now, here I sit, rubbing my fore-head thinking about it, wondering how in the world I will be able to take this on. The play is now only two days away and I am committed. “You’ll do fine” one of the leaders had told me. “All you have to do is hand out gifts and pray with people after our passion play.”
At the time I was feeling brave. However, now my thoughts turned on me. I could picture someone being directed to me. After greeting them, an awkward moment where my tongue is trussed and only fumbled words come out. Then, after they wait for a minute they say “So; Can I have my gift?” Of course, they would leave, missing something good that a volunteer, more experienced than I would have told them. They would probably never return to the church thinking how lame it was, all because of me. I could also picture volunteers to the left and right side of me having wonderful experiences, with people crying, laughing and praying. I sighed wondering how I get myself into these situations.
Earlier today, I had written to my friend Beverly about the March 24th “Utmost for his Highest” devotional. I told her that she was a good example in showing me how to decrease in his purpose. She always pointed me to the Lord and encouraged me in seeking Him. She often told me; “Pray to Him, He is the one that can help you.”
Now I prayed, Lord I need you to help me with this because I really am not sure how I am going to do this. This commitment is sitting like a heavy weight on my mind. I went to bed feeling sad, my confidence very low.
It was about four a.m. that my husband’s phone went off; a call from work. As I lay in bed trying to get back to sleep, a joy filled my heart and I started praising God. “Lord, do you want to tell me something?” I asked. “Father, will you sit with me for a while as I go back to sleep?” I relished the tingling of my heart, loving how the Holy Spirit makes me feel inside.
I began thinking of the passion play but now the picture in my mind was different. The Lord brought to memory the Everyday Evangelism training I had gone through. Things I could say to the people were filling my mind. I could tell them that they now have the Holy Spirit in them and describe how they are now changing from having trust in themselves to trusting in God. Phew! A feeling of relief washed over me. I felt a confidence that He will guide me in what to say to each person. I know that I have grown much in the Lord in the last few years and I am capable.
It’s funny that the devotional also ties right into this. All I have to do is direct the new believers to Christ and encourage them in that. It is not anything I can do for them. That is the calling plain and simple. I am so grateful to Him for the way He helps me every day. He lifted the weight off me and adorned me with a sweet lei of confidence. He never fails or forsakes me.