I have my first major fundraiser going on right now, this very minute at Five Guys Burgers and Fries in Jones valley. It’s going on all day long until they close at 10:00pm tonight. I’ve been asking people to say, “The World Race” when they check out so that we get a percentage of the proceeds at the end of the night. So if you’re in the area and need to eat, stop by!
I was pretty stressed last night as I cut out little flyers for the event. This is such a different thing than I have ever done before. A squad mate of mine and I were texting and I told her that I wasn’t wild about fundraising, to which she replied that she was really enjoying it! To which I replied that if she ran out of fun that I would gladly let her fund-raise for me! Haha
So today is the day. I grab all my flyers, a bottle of water and I’m out the door. It’s a gorgeous day and as I’m driving towards Jones Valley I’m silently talking to the Lord, telling Him how I’m feeling, how this really isn’t my cup of tea. And as I’m sharing with Him, a familiar song comes on the radio. It’s God’s Great Dance Floor by Chris Tomlin. I am listening to the lyrics when at the end of the chorus he sings, “Take me. This is all I can bring.” And in that moment the Lord vividly reminds me of the widow that Elijah meets in 1 Kings who only has enough flour and oil left for one meal.
That’s all she had to bring.
In my mind’s eye, as I’m driving to Five Guys, I see jars and jars filled with oil. And I understand, as the Lord gently shows me, that my responsibility is to bring all I can to the table and then He will make the ends meet from there. So I’ve stopped stressing. Thank God that He meets us where we are. It was a heartwarming moment, being reminded in my frailty that it’s not on our own merit that God calls us, like we’ve got it all together, but He calls us and then equips us with everything we need.
So as I said, if you’re in the area come on down to Five Guys and remember to say, “World Race.” They’ve got really good hamburgers. The french fries are a little oily… But I don’t mind that anymore.
Blessings,
Sarah
