My God Ate my Homework (Part 3)
After a few hours of enjoyable time spent chatting with good old Bobby, he finally had to leave. Now only Claire, Natalie and I were left up at Starbucks hanging out and talking.
I was actually getting ready to go–finally–and get started on that dredded homework, but Natalie asked Claire and me to wait for her to get off work, so, since apparently neither one of us had anything better to do (like homework), we did!
Claire and I spent about an hour just sitting and talking about life. She told me about the struggle she has been facing as an anointed woman of God pursuing His calling. It sometimes makes you feel like you are the only one. It was great for me to hear that, because I know that I sometimes feel so alone as I pursue God and His calling for my life, but in my time spent talking to Claire, I think the biggest take-away was: Yes this journey is tough sometimes, but it is so worth it, and we are never alone in the struggle.
So although the struggle may be real, it is not a lonely battle.
As if God hadn’t blessed me enough, Natalie got off work eventually, and came to sit outside with Claire and me. I don’t rightly know how we got there, but I know that what followed was powerful.
The three of us went around the table sharing our stories! There was testimony being flung all kinds of around at that Starbucks table! Each one of us has an incredibly powerful story that is our unique tool–a fingerprint, if you will–of how God has personally affected our lives–How He revived our dead bodies and brought us to life. It was insane.
I just kept thinking about how crazy cool God is for orchestrating such an amazing night. He knew when I got in the car to head to Starbucks that this would happen. He saw this night of power and freedom long ago. He ordained it. Isn’t that amazing?
And, man, if you could have seen these world changers sitting around talking about all the sh–stuff–that God has brought us from, and all the junk he wiped clean, you would have probably gotten saved at least twice, right there in the Starbucks parking lot! I’m just saying.
I was so excited to hear all these incredible stories and testaments to His power, faithfulness, intimacy, love, passion, compassion, fatherhood, redemption, etc etc etc. Imagine, all of our unique stories, all of our little spiritual fingerprints, equip us to have spectacular encounters that He has already set up with other hurting and broken people who are dealing with the same shi–stuff–that we dealt with.
He is so good!
He is so creative!
He is so smart!
He is so amazing!
I could go on until I exhausted language itself and it would never do justice to Him!
Church family, bask in that! He is in control and He is so good!
So, I went got back to school about midnight that night. Needless to say, I did not do my homework. It was a martyr to the cause of the Kingdom (Praise Him). I blame God for my homework not getting done, but you know what? I do not regret it at all! He has much bigger plans than that homework.
I cannot quite fathom all the real Kingdom work that got done that night, but I guarantee that it was far more significant that my stupid homework.
I urge you, brothers and sisters, do not be too busy to enjoy the good things He has for you!
Don’t be so focused on doing whatever your “homework” is that you miss out on His kingdom work.
Relax today, and let something go in order to spend a little more time in His sweet, sweet love. I promise you will not regret it.
