This blog is long overdue. My apologies.
 
Last weekend was amazing. I had been planning and dreaming of this night for months. A night to “get out” and relax and fellowship. I wanted a way to share my heart – my passions – with those around me. Slowly, the plans started to come together and a date was set. Now, it was just trying to get people and businesses on board. One girl, dreaming big! Who would “give” to such a cause? To be honest, I felt like I was alone in this for a long time…so many ideas yet not being able to accomplish them. If it wasn’t for my mom lending a loving and helping hand, and for my Lord and Saviour who knows everything before it happens, I would have been stressed, overwhelmed and unsure about what was about to happen. A Coffee House and Silent Auction seemed like a good idea…but was it going to work!?
 
The week before the event was to happen, I hardly had anything set for entertainment. I didn’t know what I was going to do about set up or food or how many items I would have (or what items I would have) to auction off. I was just DAYS away, and NOTHING seemed to be coming together. I cried out to God – if YOU want this to happen, then SHOW ME how YOU want it to be! You have called. I have answered. I can’t do it without You!
 
TWO DAYS before the fundraiser, it SNOWED! God, are people NOT going to come because the weather is bad!? Then, I trusted God and pressed on. it all started to come together. I asked, and people gave! I prayed, and God heard my prayers! I listened, and heard God’s voice! I worked, and stopped worrying! I rejoiced about what had happened and what was about to happen. It was not MY night, but God’s night. This was for HIM! I didn’t know WHO was going to show up, but I was given a confidence that no matter how few or how many people would come, I was going to be okay with it and THANK GOD for who did come. I KNEW that whoever did come was suppose to be there. I prayed that God would stir people to action and that those that needed to be there, would be there, regardless of whether that meant 5 people or 100 people.  
 
The day came – November 8! There weren’t enough hours in the day, but it was all of God and I was blown away. I even had time to have coffee with a friend. I was blessed. I experienced God. My passion for God, for life and for this mission was ignited. People came. Not a handful, but FIFTY! What a night! One of the girls who was suppose to sing couldn’t come last minute, and I didn’t worry – I trusted God. The song I wanted done, I ended up having the privilege to sing at the end of the night (To the Ends of the Earth…the words are POWERFUL and exactly what this coming year is about). I not only raised awareness about what God has called me to do, but I also raised money! 
At the close of the evening, after the questions were asked and answered, skits and songs were done and the Auction had ended, I was prayed for. This wasn’t just any prayer. This was an empowering of the Holy Spirit. I was commissioned. I was blessed. I was prayed over and encouraged and touched. As the adults stood around watching, praying and witnessing, my friends placed their hands on me and lifted me up to God! What a way to end the night. I was in awe. I was filled with joy!  

This was ALL God’s doing. I had no idea how things were going to come together, but God did. Trust Him. Ask Him what He wants of You!