i did a devo this morning it was insane. i kept saying i would never get up and speak, but god had other plans as usual.
it all started this friday when we were praying for the out reach and i asked god to make me a great speaker for him. you know when you pray something and you mean it, but you don't think god will actually take you up on it, or you expect him to do it in a different way. that was what was going on in my mind. i in no way believed that i would be doing a devo that next wednesday.
so jason comes up to me during my M-1 mums and tots and tells me "you are doing a devo on wednseday get ready" oh my gosh i freaked out i almost cried right there in front of every one. it was terrifying so i was freaking out and we argued back and forth untill he finaly just told me to read the chapters for this week out loud to him. now keep in mind jason is this big local who could definatly take me out so when he tells you to read a passage out of the bible you just do it. so i did it. reading them out loud didn't really calm my nevers any and i was still scared like no other but i had to finish up my M-1 so i did. after wew were done i went out for a walk and brought my bible and my note book and started praying on the wall and going through the chapters. i was pleading wiht god to just tell me what he wanted me to speak on, but i was secretly hoping i wouldn't have to do it at all. it was incredibly windy and cold out side and no matter how many corners of the wall i tucked myself into i could not stop being bombarded with freezing wind. so i tried working in walmgate, but it was weird cause people were doing home work, and there was a couple cuddleing while i was trying to figure out what god wanted me to tell the whole bible college about in the early morning hour. so needless to say (even though i will) this too was not working for me.
i went to pee. right now......
so i came back to the flat and just stewed in my worry (i tried to find other words to describe it, but i keep coming back to worry so i will take it) it wasn't till the day before when i was talking with Amee that i realized what the chapters ment to me so even though i knew what i was talking about there was still the small issue of actually speaking in front of everyone.
so i got up early the next morning at 6 and started praying. and it was weird cause honestly i fell asleep for a little bit and the only reason i know this is becasue i was dreaming that one of the professors was passing out jelly doughnuts while i was up there preaching my heart out and his goal was to win the crowd over for me with the gift of sugary goodness early in the morn. when i woke up i still had tons of time so i went down to the garage and sat in teh front row and started praying some more. and then i felt weird sitting in there by myself so i came back all the while about ready to puke i was soo nervous. so i made some calming tea, and went back down and sat in my seat. more people were in there by this time, so i just chilled and a constant flow of prayer was coming out of my brain straight to god. so we did worship and all was good, infact i was able to still worship with out being distracted by the thoughts of failure that i felt was eminant. then the time had come
i got up and sat down on the stool and opened with a word of prayer. and while i wish i could tell you right now what i said in that prayer i'm pretty sure i will not know untill i get to heaven and god can tell me. i just don't remeber much of what i said, but tha tis cool cause i had been asking god to jsut use me and since it wasn't me talking i guess my brain just didn't want to remember it. i do know tha ti started by telling them how much i didn't want to do it, and how jason stronge armed me into it. i talked about my main points which were finishing strong and about serving each other and i know i ripped on chuck smith which was cool cause people laughed at it and didn't stone me right on the spot. and i think i might have even encouraged every one to be nice and serve one another that day. then i closed in prayer and it was over.
i've been told it was good, but to be honest it really wasn't me i had very little to do with it and i'm very ok with that.
helen had told me earlier that week when i was freaking out that that if you don't have to be on your face in prayer before you speak you might be too confidant in what you are saying and you could be blocking waht work the lord wants to do through you. that's a cool thought and i will think of it every time i go to speak cause i wil always be nervous and i will always need to pray on my face on teh dirty rug that has not been vacumed in ages all the while dreaming of lemon jelly filled doughnuts and randal