It’s been a very long time since I’ve been willing/able/determined to write. However, something is coming up for me, and I feel so very blessed that I get the opportunity to be involved in it. I most recently heard from a gentleman who told me a story about his nephew. Now, this gentleman sent a message to me on Facebook a year ago, but it was hidden with many others. When I finally saw it, I replied immediately. I am so glad that I did. This post will include opportunity, obedience, gratefulness, and I get the privilege of sharing such an amazing story.
Once I replied to the gentleman’s message, he seemed so happy to hear from me. He wanted to tell me a story about his nephew who, two years ago, had been struggling with depression and did not feel like he wanted to live. These stories always break my heart. I know what it is like to not want to live regardless of all the really good people and things in life. Depression does that to a person. It sucks every good thing out and self-loathing and doubt ooze in like the hazard materials they are. This young man, who I will call “C,” was in my hometown one day, August 16th to be exact. He was attempting to get back home for an event in his hometown. He had been having thoughts of suicide. He had full intentions of making it a reality. Again, heart is always broken when I hear that. He saw a sign…a literal sign. That sign had three little words scribbled in permanent marker on it. I was holding that sign because I felt that it was important to be obedient to God’s will that was put on my heart just a few days before.
God woke me up on August 14th, 2014 and told me to go let people know that they matter. I had zero idea what that meant. But, I knew that it was important that I do what I was being so lovingly guided to do. What it boiled down to was my cousin and I making signs that had encouraging, loving messages on them. We stood on street corners in some of the busiest parts of town because that’s what I was told we should do. My cousin never questioned anything I told him, and he didn’t look at me like I had lost my mind. He knew that when I told him this was from and about God, it was just something that had to be done. So, it was done. It was done on a daily basis for a time. We never knew the impact those signs had until much later.
So, back to this young man. He saw my sign as he was headed out of town back to his home. When he got back home, he told people what had happened in seeing my sign and what he had been feeling. He shared that he was free from those horrible feelings. While his uncle had told me this over the phone, I had chills, and I had tears. I was so grateful that this young man was still alive. I was/am grateful that he listened to God tell him that he was important. That was the message I had on my sign, “You Are Important.” No, I am not calling myself God. But, that WAS God’s message. C got to share that message with a group of people when he got back home.
Tomorrow evening, April 27, 2016, I get the blessed opportunity to meet C, his uncle, and other family members. I cannot express the gratitude I feel regarding that. My heart is full and overflowing with God’s goodness.
None of that happened by chance. It was supposed to happen just when it did. I think about what would have been had I not been obedient to God’s will. That young man could be dead. Many others could be dead as well. I give all the glory to God. I never thought that I’d be anybody saving anybody’s life. That was just not my plan. It was God’s plan, however. Maybe you’re reading this and thinking that I have lost my mind and there is no God. Maybe you’re reading this and thinking, “I have never heard or felt God like that.” Maybe you’re in full belief of everything I am telling you. I don’t know. I never in my wildest dreams ever thought that God would use me like He does. Who was I that He would choose me??
“Moses said to the Lord, ‘Pardon your servant, Lord. I have never been eloquent, neither in the past nor since you have spoken to your servant. I am slow of speech and tongue.’
The Lord said to him, ‘Who gave human beings their mouths? Who makes them deaf or mute? Who gives them sight or makes them blind? Is it not I, the Lord? Now go; I will help you speak and will teach you what to say.’ – Exodus 4:10-13
I was feeling like Moses. Who am I that He would call on me? God doesn’t call the qualified. He qualifies the called. We, as the called, have to answer. If we let that call go to voice mail because we are “too busy” or “just being stubborn,” who dies? Who dies when we refuse to do a simple request from God? Maybe it’s us who die. Maybe it’s a teenage kid who has lost all hope. Maybe nobody dies, but maybe somebody misses out on a really good message because we are drowning in selfishness. We have to answer that call. HAVE TO. God directs my path even today regarding that sign. He has always told me where to stand and when. He directs the amount of time I stand on any given corner. I listen. I obey like I have never done in my entire life. I believe like I have never done in my life. I have faith like I have never had in my life. That sign didn’t just save C. It saved me as well on so many levels.
I can’t wait to meet these people and give them the biggest hugs ever. I know that God will be working in that meeting. He’s working now. He’ll be working when it’s over, and I am grateful. I am blessed, and I get the opportunity to share those given blessings with others! I am beyond fortunate. My heart continues to be full.
May God bless you today and always. Be blessed and be a blessing.