We sit on the sofa, Thad and I, and look at him with pleading eyes.
“So, what do you think, Mike? What should we do?”, we ask.
He crosses his legs, turns his chair to look us square in the face, and smiles. His mere presence in our living room calms my soul. The familiarity is a gift.
And after a moment he speaks. He gives the permission to make a change and reminds us of our giftedness.
“What is the least that you can do to make the greatest impact?”, he asks.
Thad and I look at one another and we know. And a weight is lifted and I am giddy with the thought of it. Change is good and Mike’s visit is God ordained.
The Lord has been preparing my heart for this evening for 2 weeks and now I know.
All of those feelings… restlessness, can’t put my finger on it, waving the white flag kind of feelings…this is why.
The Lord has been preparing me for change.
I wake up on Saturday with a lightness to my step and I join our team and a few others at a local church for our training. I have my camera in my bag to capture the moments of the day, but I hang on every word Mike shares and I never think about the camera.
I am on the edge of my seat, expecting the Lord to move in miraculous ways and He does.
We add another family to our team. One couple from our church joins another couple in their new plant. One family, who plans to move in a year to plant churches out-of-state, commits to plant at least one church in Rocky Mount this next year. We commit to help James, our most recent new believer, reach his family and friends by hosting a church in his own home. A new leader emerges from our own congregation.
And Thad moves into his sweet spot. Equipping and coaching these new team members and casting vision for future plants. And I move into my sweet spot…supporting Thad and these new team members and their wives.
I have clarity. I have purpose. My heart is full and I am excited.
And I encourage you, those who feel overwhelmed with the stirring in your soul, wait on the Lord. Wrestle with Him. Dig down deep and search your soul. Journal. Cry.
And most of all embrace the journey. The journey, no matter how hard, is sweet. And it is worth it.
He is working all things for your good and for His glory.