If someone would have told me ten years ago, that I would spend my Saturday night…at a church…in front of a group of people….preaching – well, I probably would have laughed at them, thinking they were ABSOLUTELY crazy.
You see ten years ago church and God were the two furthest things from my mind and my heart.
I was more focused on finding love and chasing after a man because I thought that would be the key to my happiness and fulfillment.
Never had I imagined my real joy and purpose would come from sharing about my life’s journey.
Every time I stand in front of others to speak, I am reminded of God’s extreme grace and mercy. I’m also usually battling with my nerves and doubting my abilities and qualification.
I’ll never forget the day a minister at my church put me on the spot in front of the entire leadership team. Everyone was getting ready to head home when out of nowhere he got the brilliant idea that we should take turns quoting one scripture verse.
Simple enough, right?
Well, I panicked. And instead of reciting my favorite scripture (Philippians 1:6), I awkwardly fumbled over a verse I thought would make me sound super deep and sanctified.