I remember teaching my first message.
I was young. It was bad. Really, really bad. I chose to teach on Revelations. I had been a believer for about 10 minutes. Well, almost 2 years actually, but what I knew about Revelations could fit on the end of a needle. I gave it my best try. The teenagers in the room gave their best try too, but about 20 minutes in I had lost them. The whole time my knees knocked. Literally. I was shaking so bad that my voice quivered and my knees beat against each other like tambourines.
When I finished, the youth pastor (who had asked me to share) said, “Well, that was . . . um, thoughtful.”
I can only imagine his conversation later with his wife.
I thought she’d never stop.
What was I thinking?
Years later when I felt God asking me to speak, moments like these made me want to say no. It’s a lot more fun to say yes to things that don’t make my knees knock. Like, book reviewer. Yep, I could do that in a heartbeat. I love to read. I can write. Those two things go really well together. Or cheerleader. Put me beside someone else and I can encourage them all the way to the finish line.
Go, sister, go!
But comfort and ease is rarely where God leads. Instead, he leads toward purpose. Toward growth. Toward himself. [Read more…]