Hiya everybody!
It's been awhile, I know. To tell the truth I've had no desire to write anything lately. That's why it's been awhile.It's not that I have nothing to say, I do. I've kept a list of things and stories I wanted to tell ya'll when I felt like getting around to putting my thoughts into complete coherent sentences. I guess now is that time
Let's get started, shall we?
On street last Friday there were a few people who weren't really receptive to the Word at all but the seed was planted. I found myself thinking I had better things I could be doing after the fifth person said no to prayer or what not...like sleep. I love sleep. Sleep doesn't get people saved though. Anyways here's what God reminded me of....
He's a pursuer of souls.
At least He pursued me. I almost forgot...or really it's just not a daily thought... that there was about a year in between me first getting the seed of the Word planted in my heart and it harvesting into a follower of Christ. Let me simplify that statement, as a freshman I attended my church for the first time but it wasn't until the summer between my sophomore and junior year that I surrendered my life to the Lord. In that in between time God was the last thing on my mind....but He was still there....somewhere in the back tugging at my heart strings. Drawing me into Him, closer and closer. The beautiful thing is to this day and for all the rest of my days... He's still doing it. He's still drawing me closer and closer. How wonderful that is! The moral to this is that I got to thinking about how its not a multitude of my words that draw people into Him....it's a few of His. I don't have to save people...that's not my job. All I gotta do is let the world know He loves you. He really super-de-duper does. I promise.
On a lighter note, a girl asked me to sing at her church. I awkwardly changed the subject. Ain't nobody sticking me on stage...I get scared. She said it'd be an honor to have me sing, though. What a compliment!
I lied about the no one sticking me on stage thing... I have a part in Kidzjam this weekend. I'm doing the memory verse for the first time...on stage....in front of people. I'm believing God for no word vomit...amen.
I wanted to tell ya'll a story from Adopt A Block.... it's a good one. Promise. So here I am standing on the porch at Ms. Stephanies' , she's a wonderful lady the DC knows real well, when I get a surprise visit. My main man, a little boy named Jamond, rolled up in the passengers seat of his grandma's car. It was the absolute cutest thing because his grandmama, who I work with every day in the feeding program, told me that he demanded she drive around until they found me. They found me....it made my day.
Anywho, today I had a thought that changed my perspective on life a little. Something I'm growing in while I'm here in St. Louis is confidence in the gifting's He has given me. While listening to something that was talking about how He's the most creative thing to ever exist I realized what an honor I have bestowed upon me. He has specifically placed within me the ability to be a glimpse into His measure of creativeness. He's called me out of my comfort zone, into deep water, to pull forth this creativeness. Especially when I don't want to do it at all.
You know what kills creativity? Busyness.
Boy am I busy. All the time there's something to do. Never a dull moment here at the DC, that's for sure. Above all else though I am being awakened to the fact that I am a vessel for His creativeness to flow through.
So whats my next step in the awakening? Refining the raw talent that He's placed within me. After all.... I've never even tried to do anything with it...ever. No classes, no nothing. Just a hobby.
hmm my final thought for tonight... who knows, maybe a hobby could become a calling.
(P.s. sorry for the grammar... I happen to be way to tired to go back and fix every little thing)
