The four to five days leading up to this event didn’t go according to plan. But then again, isn’t that life? My husband and I both caught colds. A myriad of distractions kept popping up. And then about 2am the night before, a sweet little voice woke up me and said, “my tummy hurts.”
When I stepped onto the stage this night, I was exhausted: mentally, physically, emotionally. I wasn’t as prepared as I wanted. I spent most of my day caring for my daughter and reworking my plans instead of working on the message. I knew there was a high probability my throat was going to close during my talk, and I’d have a massive coughing fit. In the middle of reading scripture, it happened.
I can’t explain it, but I, along with many others, could sense it: God was up to something. And more than any other time, I felt completely humbled. If anyone was going to get anything out of Adore, it was going to be all God. Little I had done was amounting to success. I broke almost every rule that every speech and public speaking coach will tell you.
AND GOD DID IT!
It was an honor to share my word for the year: His Way (yeah, I know. It’s two words, but still). We looked at Isaiah 30 and how 700 years later, the Israelites were still trying to go back to Egypt. We do the same the same thing: continuing to go back to old sins, old places of comfort, old idols. But that’s not what we are called to. Instead of going back to what enslaved us, let’s remain with Who saved us. And when we do, the result is a journey of us desiring to live His Way – not where, but how.
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