To say that this weekend was great would be an understatement! Truly.
On Saturday, I hosted a baby shower for a friend and loved spending time with the amazing friends I have been blessed with. It was so nice to have some time to chat and laugh and pray together. The weather was perfect and the company was divine!
Yesterday, I had my Compassion Sunday presentation at our church. I woke up around five in the morning with a case of the jitters. While Compassion provides video clips for those who don’t want to speak in front of groups, I felt that it would be better for me to speak and share my personal testimony with our congregation. Like most people, the thought of public speaking is intimidating to me. Even when I know the audience and the message I want to share, my heart starts to race when I think about standing in front of a room full of people with all of their eyes and ears focusing on me.
So, yesterday morning, I prayed over the 12 child packets I had and asked for enough strength to make it through the presentation and not fall off of the stage. When we got to church, I set up a table in the lobby and did some deep-breathing to keep the anxiety at bay. I read and re-read the outline I had typed up and just hoped that the Holy Spirit would guide me through. I knew that I had many others praying for me and that did give me some strength, Before I knew it, I was being called up to the stage.
Now, this may sound strange, but in some ways it seemed like an out-of-body experience as I was speaking to our church. I didn’t fall off of the stage and I didn’t freeze up or have my mind go totally blank, so I am happy about that! At one point, I was trying to explain how we started sponsoring and through we’d be doing something to bless and change the life for Precious in Ghana. I did choke up and get teary eyed when I shared just how much WE have been changed and blessed by having these children in our lives. I told of the change of perspective I was given when, after a day of grumbling over the tedious sweeping I was doing, I received a letter from Precious.
In that letter, Precious told us that one thing that brought her joy was to sweep the floor of her one room mud house. I realized that I am *blessed* to have wood floors to sweep.
As I looked from face to face, I noticed many misty, tear-filled eyes looking back at me. I glanced at my husband and he had tears streaming down his face. I really had to will myself to keep going and not get too emotional. I managed to finish and as I took my seat next to Jay, I took a deep breath and thanked God for getting me through and guiding my words.
After the church service, I was just blown away by the excitement and activity around the small table I had set up. One by one, and sometimes by two, the child packets were leaving the table. We have a fairly small church and attendance was actually sort of low yesterday, so I was thinking that maybe two or three children would be sponsored. Imagine my surprise when the table was cleared and every single child packet had been chosen.
I am just so happy to know that these children will soon receive the word that they have been chosen and have been connected with a sponsor!
God is so good! Can I get an Amen?