As I reflect on the moments where God “moved” the most in my
life, it’s in the times where I was listening to and seeking Him. It’s in the
moments where I set aside my personal agenda, let go of what I considered realistic
or possible, and simply sought God with an openness in my spirit. One of the
most powerful moments I ever experienced was after school with the small
Christian club we had called Converge. Thinking I was going to attend a typical
meeting with a brief discussion and lesson, I soon found out that we were
instead going to be traveling around Macomb to different locations to pray for
people. Admittedly, I heard this and basically wanted to make a run for it. The
introvert in me found that idea to be not only terrifying, but extremely
awkward. When we were told to take a few minutes and ask God to give us
direction regarding this evangelistic opportunity, I hoped to come up with an
escape plan, and I prayed to God about my concerns. Praying for people I’ve
never met around the city was not an exercise for an introvert like me. It
didn’t seem realistic for me to partake in this excursion, and it certainly
didn’t meet my expectation of what I considered to be a “cookie cutter
Christian life.” As I battled through this, I felt God was reminding me of what
it is to be a Christian. So much of the Bible revolves around people going
outside their comfort zone and trusting in the presence of God. As my heart and
mind began to open, I prayed, “God do what you want in and through me. Give me
direction and strength, because I really don’t think I can do this.”
Soon enough, our prayer time before heading out to reach our
city came to a close. We joined together to head out in the direction we felt
the Lord leading us, and in that moment, God placed the name of a woman on my
heart that we would meet that evening. Although I was terrified, I told the
group about this woman I believed we would have the privilege to pray for. About
an hour in, after we had some powerful times of prayer with many different
people, I was still waiting to meet the woman about whom God had spoken to me.
It wasn’t until we stumbled into a small shoe store that we found Helen.
Helen…the woman God spoke to me about.
It wasn’t a moment of grandiose or God sweeping through the
shoe store with a mighty wind. It was a still, real, tangible presence. God was
there through it all-- I simply needed to trust Him. I needed to notice Him. I
needed to follow Him.
I challenge you this week to seek God’s presence. Don’t just
pray when you’re at church. Don’t limit God’s power to when you are amongst a
congregation. Know that God can speak to you, use you, and dwell in you
anywhere---even in a little shoe store.
Written by: Tamara Sturdivant
Edited by: Jenelle Kelly
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