Scripture Sunday week six. Six. One, two, three, four, five, six. That’s all, but somehow God is like “ok, let’s just cut to the chase here.” 1 Peter 4:11 says If anyone speaks, they should do so as one who speaks the very words of God. If anyone serves, they should do so with the strength God provides, so that in all things God may be praised through Jesus Christ. To him be the glory and the power for ever and ever. Amen.
Fifteen years ago, I recognized this verse as my life verse. The one verse that defines my life’s mission and gives me constant direction from God. I haven’t always upheld my side of things, but I have always known it was what God wanted from me.
Yesterday I found myself jotting down notes about the anticipation I was experiencing. I wrote about sensing greatness on the horizon. “I’ve been nudged along a great distance and I feel like there may be a giant leap on its way.” “I have felt an enormous amount of fulfillment in the past five months from being obedient to God and living in line with my created self.” “It’s like everything I knew before was coming back. I have a huge restoration of self.” “I find myself asking God ‘what are you doing? What do you have planned?’ when I really need to be asking myself ‘are you willing to follow?'”
Fast forward to this morning. Yesterday I could sense that something big was coming, and today it decided to manifest. Sometimes it feels like it takes forever for God to reveal Himself to me, but then there are instances like this. God didn’t even wait for the pastor to start preaching today. One of my youth group kids sang with the worship band this morning. She sang “Oceans” by Hillsong United. I didn’t think it would affect me like it did, since she had just sang it on Thursday night for the youth group. As she neared the end, a tear dropped down my face. Then another fell. And another. Then I noticed that the top of Asa’s head was covered in my tears.
At first it started out as being proud of her for sharing her gift of singing to glorify God. Then it was because I love her. And I love the friend she was sitting with during church this morning. And I love the row of teens lined up in the middle of the Sanctuary. And I love the ones that were practicing in the teen room during service. And I love the teens that only make it out on Thursday nights. And so forth. My heart breaks over their struggles and I am excited for their triumphs. So as I sat crying, I prayed to God and answered His calling. I have no idea where this will take me next, but i am oddly at great peace with this unknown.
Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders
Let me walk upon the waters
Wherever You would call me
Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander
And my faith will be made stronger
In the presence of my Savior