I was exhausted this morning after our mission trip. There are occasional Sundays that I wish I could be a lazy heathen, sleep late, eat a big brunch, and wear my pjs all day. Getting up early to set up did not strike me as fun this morning. I hit snooze twice. However, being the pastor's wife means that there are never any days off.
By the time I got out of the shower, my grogginess wore off. I decided that I was looking forward to hearing the stories about how God had worked in Mexico. By the end of the service, I was blown away by God. I am so glad exhaustion did not win today.
I could talk about the worship, which was amazing. I could talk about the new families at The Crossroads for the first time this week. I could talk about the stories that people told about the trip. They were beautiful.
But tonight, instead, I want to talk about God breaking my 11 year old daughter, Grace's, heart today. Grace has long loved mission trips, but this year she absolutely bloomed. She did not tire as she worked long and hard. She loved every second, every moment of the trip. She worked as an adult, years beyond what I expected from her.
Today, she carefully planned out what she was going to say on the way to church. She started off bravely speaking into the microphone, but when she tried to tell about playing soccer with a coconut and how that made her understand how little eternal value stuff has, she lost it.
I walked to her on stage, and held her as she sobbed. She continued to quietly cry as everyone else shared. During invitation, Shawn began to talk about being available to God's call, and Grace just lost it all over again. As I knelt by her to pray over her, I understood that God was showing her just how much He loves the nations. He was allowing her to grasp how big the need is. And he was creating in her the desire to be available to His call.
I missed the night of her salvation many years ago. She accepted Christ with her daddy in the walmart parking lot. But I'm pretty darn sure that I got to pray over her today as God was beginning to give her a call for her future.
I am asking God to give me wisdom in discipling her and walking with her through the next few years as she seeks after God and tries to discover His specific plans for her. I was reminded about God talking to Samuel and Eli coaching him to say "yes, Lord". That's what I want to coach her to do.