Training camp was an awesome experience and I really found true freedom in Christ. I learned about the Holy Spirit and how to follow when I feel led by it. Yet, I was reminded last week that it is a choice that I must continue to make and not something that is a given to happen.
Last Tuesday my new mini laptop arrived from FedEx. (My parents are awesome and got me this for Christmas, and they didn’t make me wait to use it until after Christmas which I also like) I wanted to try it out and download the programs I needed so my brother and I went to the local coffee house to use their wi-fi. While we were sitting there a lady came in and said she hoped she wouldn’t disturb us by being there. We told her no, we had been chatting and we didn’t mind her there. Then, she came over and started to talk about her uncle and how he was in the hospital and not doing super well. That she was waiting on a phone call from her sister to hear about his condition. I felt like I needed to offer to pray for her and her uncle, but I chickened out. I kind of said I hoped he’d be okay and our conversation ended and she went to sit down. I had another chance to speak truth and hope to her as I left she was still sitting there and I almost went over and asked if I could pray for her uncle. I didn’t though. I let fear of what she’d say or feeling weird win out.
I didn’t even think about it until that night and I was at a fellowship dinner with an awesome new church that I’ve been going to in the area. (www.the-warehouse.org) and someone was sharing how God had put someone in their path to speak truth to. It hit me at that point that He had done the same for me, but I had let the chance go by. I was so disappointed in myself at that moment. I learned so much, I know the truth and I know the power there is in the Holy Spirit and the amazing things that happen when you follow. Yet, I let the old me win out. I could have spoken love and hope to this woman and I didn’t. I prayed for her then and her uncle and asked that I may get another chance to speak to her. That may or may not happen, but I will not allow another opportunity like this to pass me by because I am afraid of what someone will think or of just saying something. That was the old me and I am not going to let that old me take away the truth and freedom I know I have found.
