This past Mother’s Day was truly memorable and I’m blown away at the kindness that was showered upon me. It didn’t happen just because I wanted it to, but it was a gift because of the lesson I learned.
You see, I’m a very proud person. My pride is one of my many flaws. I love giving time and money to people, but I hate being the one people give to. Ever since I became apart of the World Race, I’ve been on the receiving end and it’s been a hard lesson to learn. I was fighting for the longest time, but God won.
God broke my pride.
I had to humble myself and do what I didn’t want to do: ask for help. I was able to talk with Pastor Tim, my pastor from Calvary by the Sea, the church I attended as a kid, and we worked it out where I was able to give my testimony at both services this past Sunday, along with having the chance to sell my shirts.
I was super excited to have this opportunity and it was great to ask for help and receive such an awesome response. The next step though was to ask for help to set up for my fundraiser because there was no way I could do it on my own.
It took me forever to ask my cousins and family for help. I didn’t want to ask because I didn’t want to inconvenience them on Mother’s Day. So finally a few days before Sunday, I got up the nerve to ask my cousins and family. And I was blown away at their immediate positive response.
My cousins showed up at 7am at church on Sunday morning to help me set up and were with me at both services to hear me speak. My mom came to church for the first time in forever with my two sisters. It was humbling to see my cousins and family come together and support me. I’m so thankful for my support group. Especially my mom. It was her special day but she came out to support me instead.
It was also extremely humbling standing in front of my congregation and asking for help. But once again, I was blown away by the response. I was able to raise a ton of awareness, money, and have people keep me in their prayers.
It honestly sucked though in the very beginning. I hated asking for help. But I literally got to the point where all I could do was ask because I couldn’t do it on my own.
It was one of the greatest lessons I’ve learned.
In 2 Corinthians: 10 it says, “That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.”
This has been my mantra; the scripture that I keep repeating over and over to myself in this season of my life.
It dawned on me that I’m blessed to be in the situation that I’m in now. It’s obvious there is no way I can do what I’m supposed to do on my own. Between school, work, my upcoming trips this summer, my mission trip, studying for the LSAT and GMAT, mentoring students, and spending time with my family and friends, there is no way I should be able to do what I do. The only way I’ll overcome and succeed is with God’s help and having Him at the center of my life.
It’s wonderful having the opportunity to glorify Him as I go through the fire.
Thank you Addie, Lily, Hoku, Nani, and Mom for supporting me this past Sunday!
Definitely had a blast selling shirts!
Humbled to have given my testimony at Calvary.
