I was asked to share this..so I will..
It is about the time that God blessed me so richly that I can only describe it as it felt like a keg of honey bursted in my soul..
I attended a very small counrty Baptist church (around 40 or 50 on a good Sunday morning)when we first moved to this area...I was asked to be the Vacation Bible School Director..I laughed and said "No way!!" I have never ever been able to stand in front of a group of people..Long story short...I did accept and immediately started preparing..There is a very small gated community near us that is very very poor in more ways than one...Lots of problems in that area..We had clowns, baloons, parades..There was no stone left unturned to reach the kids..We visited, we prayed..we worked very hard..I was ready!!
The Big day arrived..Car after car with big kids, little kids, fat kids. skinny kids poured in..Over a 100 kids..We were all flabergasted..The pastor was talking and walking on cloud nine ..the church had never seen anything like it!!
*I* had done sooooooooo good....We were ready to march in with our flags and Bible..I had guests lined up for every assembly..The music started...I couldn't move..I completely froze..tears were streaming down my face, I could not move..The pastor and every one were ready for me to take the podium and begin...A friend, that had been director before took over for me..I went home a basket case..I called the pastor and told him to get someone else...He tried to talk me into going back..NO!!
I opened my Bible to:
But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am strong.
—2 Corinthians 12:9-10...
I read that scripture over and over...Wild horses couldn't keep me away the rest of the week...
The big "I" was in the way.."I" was proud.."I" was responsible for all those kids coming in.."I" was soooo proud....LOLLOLLOL
To God be the glory....But that's not the end of the story..I have never seen God work in such a way...When I realized it was all God's doing..then the flood gates opened...
We always have the pastor give an invitation on the last day of the school..He came to me on Thursday and said.."Ms Marilee..I have a funeral tomorrow..Will you give the plan of salvation and the invitation?!?!" Pure stark panic took me over again...I said no way...Than I read 2 Corinthians 12: 9-10 again...I said "YES"...I had a chalk board invitation showing Christ as the bridge to GOD...God called 17 kids down those aisle to accept HIM as their Savior..That was the most wonderful blessing that God has ever given me...I learned a very valuable lesson...There is no end to what He can do..when you let go and let Him!
To God be the Glory...
AI
