Wednesday, July 21, 2010

What? I Can't Hear You -

Back in Illinois, I somehow got the gig of doing the children's sermon each week in the church service. You know, when the kids come up and the pastor does a little talk. Well, I did that for several years. I'd open myself up to God each week and through out the week my message would come and by Sunday morning I'd have it polished and ready to go. Sometimes the message took longer to get, requiring more concentration and prayer, more listening.
However, one week nothing came. Nothing. As we walked to church I threatened God with what he'd done. "You've given me nothing so I guess you're going to just let me get up there and sit down and tell those kids you didn't give me anything to say. You're just going to let that happen, aren't you?" God apparently didn't have a problem with that and shockingly he didn't get scared and send down a quickie message. I still had nothing as I entered the sanctuary.
Pastor Zimmerman rushed up to me. "Kay, we have some special things today so we need to cancel the children's sermon. Sorry I didn't call you earlier."
Wow, what a leap in my faith journey. The knowledge that God will supply what he wants me to say or write or do. Even in my darkest times of confusion I know the confusion comes from me - not him. He's probably speaking very loudly through the people around me, the books lying on my desk, the shows I watch on TV or his silence is the message. Whichever it is - the message is there if I'll wait - and listen.

2 comments:

lynnrush said...

"if I'll wait - and listen." But that's that hardest part, isn't it?

I'm in a wait and listen mode right now, and I have to constantly remind myself to chill out. God's got my back I'll get through whatever life throws at me knowing that.

Great post. Thanks.

Kay Dew Shostak said...

So true, Lynn. And this morning because I've taken my own advice I got a piece of the puzzle while I was reading - NOT writing. I want to write, but know I'm supposed to be listening and chilling out. So, now the puzzle pieces are slowly showing themselves. Love when that starts happening.
Love being on the journey with you!