I didn’t deserve to be placed at the dumpsite for ministry this month.
I did NOTHING to deserve this at all.
During our final youth group worship service, I looked over the crowd. I saw dozens of BEAUTIFUL young men and women truly worshipping God.
As I looked over the crowd, I began praying for these youth.
I started crying.
I asked God, what did I do to deserve this ?
Tonight, at our final "good-bye" with the PCF volunteers [about 50 of them], I asked the same question.
What did I do to deserve this ?
I didn’t deserve to worship with God’s favorite children.
I didn’t deserve to be in the presence of Kings and Queens.
I didn’t deserve to be a part of this amazing Spirit-filled worship service.
I didn’t deserve to be blessed by the countless men, women, youth, and children here.
I didn’t deserve to have my hands held by new sisters.
I didn’t deserve to be hugged dozens of times each day.
I didn’t deserve to become a part of this Filipino family.
I didn’t deserve to fall in love with the Philippines & the people here.
I didn’t deserve to be SO LOVED by so many amazing children of God.
I didn’t deserve this AT ALL.
I’m just thankful God doesn’t always give me what I deserve. 🙂
Here's a video from our final youth night:
