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. 🙂

 
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ere's a video from our final youth night: