Preface
Dear blog world... sorry I suck at updating my blog. I always want to write posts that are a million pages long because I don't update often enough. I promise to get better, seriously I promise.
Chapter 1 (no friends there will not be other chapters I just wanted to write that)
So I'm sitting in the basement of the clubroom at the glorious Lost Canyon, my home away from home and currently my actual home... I'm doing so laundry... which I don't do often enough, so when I do I have to sit and watch it otherwise I'll walk away and forget. Anyway I started pondering my summer and I've realized how great God has been to me this summer. I really feel blessed, all the time, its so amazing to be here and to be a part of something bigger. I know I know I say that every time I go on assignment but its because I mean it. Every little part counts and you never know how your little part plays into the big picture.
Like last night I watched a girl's baby because she was having a hard time and was leaving camp early but she decided that since she was still here she'd go here the message. I encouraged her to go but I think the Lord called her, all I did was offer her comfort by saying I'd hold her baby while she was gone. I didn't do much, in fact I didn't actually do anything... I rocked her baby to sleep and held him while he slept; but while I rocked she was hearing the Gospel. She was experiencing the word of God. So in the grand scheme of things I said to her "go" but He said her "come to me". It's breath taking.
I don't know what the Message at club was I have no idea what the speaker said but I know what she heard. She heard "I love you" God told her that he loves her, he longs for relationship with her and he's waiting for her. I don't know if she even received the message, I don't know if she's a now a believer of Christ, but I do know that a seed was planted. I pray that she waters it.
That's what I'm doing. I'm not just working in the office... well I am most of the time but I'm making way for the Gospel to be heard. I'm also positive that I don't get to do it because I'm worthy, I know it's because I'm unworthy and broken, and I needed to be restored. I know it's because He chose me because I am broken and needed to be restored. Hands down best night of my summer... even if I was mad about it initially because I was supposed to be off (I told you I'm not worthy of this job), I was there I was in the place he wanted me to be when he wanted me to be there. Even if that's the only moment I remember from this summer. It was all worth it.
I rocked so she could hear the Gospel.
