Do you ever have moments like that? Where the only thing you can do its simply stand in awe of God? Moments where you can’t decide if you should laugh or if you should cry? God blessed me with a day full of those moments last week, and it made we wonder; why shouldn’t every day be like that?
I was privileged enough to have spent the weekend with the journey team in Hickory, North Carolina. There we got to hangout with some totally awesome kids at a DNOW. DNOW’s are essentially church retreats where college students come in and spend the weekend with the kids and pour into their lives. This was my first experience with DNOW and I was very impressed with the whole thing. So anyway, the weekend went very well and God opened the door for many conversations and opportunities to talk about Him. The ride back home was going to be a daunting two and a half hour drive but I was with awesome, Jesus loving people so it was cool. What I was about to experience was one of those moments where I was about to be broken and simply in awe of God. We turned on some Hillsong and man, did Jesus move. Lets just say that we had church that day. There was not a dry eye in the car as we were able to worship our undefinable God together. There were burst of laughter and sessions of weeping as we sat through bumper to bumper traffic and journeyed down winding roads. Why can’t every day be like that? I was challenged and humbled, broken and rested all the same time.
After arriving back at home we thought that our great adventure was done for the day, and boy, were we wrong. We were hungry so, we decided to go to Wendy’s for a quick dinner. As we are in line waiting to place our order, we notice an elderly woman eating alone. The look on her face is one of great distress, hurt, and anguish. She looked as though she was trying to fight back a water fall of tears. A random lady approached her and asked her if she was okay, I assume, and this started the flow of tears. After she left we knew that we need to pray for her. We approached her and began to share Jesus with her and how much He loved her and that no matter what giants she was facing that He was going to be there right beside her through it all. She began to weep as she told us about her husband and how he was in hospice, about to die of cancer. My heart broke for her as the pain she was experiencing was so tangible. We were honored enough to pray for her and blessed to have her pray for us. Then as we sat with her and got to fellowship with her, a precious old man walked towards our table. He hobbled along with a cain and had snow white hair. His voice shook and He told us about how great God had been in His life. His testimony of goods goodness yet again brought us to tears. Jesus was in Wendy’s that day as another table full of elderly people joined in the conversation of the goodness of God with us. It was phenomenal. As the time for us to leave drew near we decided to ask this precious woman whom we were eating with if we could go and pray for her husband. She was delighted with this idea and quickly jotted down his name and room number. We prayed with her before we left and jetted to hospice down the road. So at this point were all thinking can this day get any better? The answer, was yes. We walk into hospice and were directed to this precious old man’s room. He was in poor condition and the palsy in his face made it difficult for him to talk. We all teared up as we prayed for him and that God would have His way in this situation. What was about to happen was something that I was totally un prepared for. He began to pray for us. Not that he would be healed but that God would have His way and that God would work in our lives. Yet again, in room ten, at hospice, I stood in awe of God. As we were about to leave he said, “I know that I will see you again, on this side, or the next.” This was a statement that couldn’t be truer. He knew that He was going to see His savior soon and what a joyous occasion that would be.
As I lie in my bed that night, simply reflecting on the day and all that God had done in my life, I was challenged. Why wasn’t I living every day like this? Were there not hurting people every where? John 13:35 says, “ By this everyone will know you are my disciples, if you love one another.”I want my love for Jesus to be so great that it simply overflows and that I may life a life of worship. I don’t want moments like that day to be simply something that happens. I yearn to walk in the sprit and to be so sensitive to where God is leading me. There is no excuse for not having that worship time, and communion with God on a daily basis. God is really teaching me that I need to die to myself daily. That I need to place my desires subordinate and to learn how to walk in the spirit. This life that we are given is not our own. I want to do the very best I can with what God has given me so that through this pitiful mess of a person that I am, He might be glorified.
Ps. Sorry this was such a long one... God has just been rocking my world.
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