It was only a week ago I was writing a post about the Catalyst Conference and saying: “Here we are. Look at us. Notice us. We’re here!” And then I went. And listened. Open ears, hopefully open heart. And I heard God speak through others. His message to me different and causing me to examine my motives and selfishness. Who am I to say “look at us”?
Yes, I’m proud of the Salvation Army’s mission but our calling, my calling is to serve God. Him above all, including this organization where I find my place.
It was a self-described redneck preacher from South Carolina who said this:
We need to stop screaming at the world discover me and ask God to develop me.
That’s the truth, isn’t it? That God develops us? I still stare at those words letting them sink in one at a time. Asking forgiveness for wanting the world’s discovery above God’s development.
It hasn’t changed my mind on us having a booth at Catalyst. That was confirmed as well. The people who stopped just to say “thank you for being here”. Seeing our Chaplain and the usher at the arena door hug before we left. The usher had shared his story of his father needing a recovery program. Before the conference officially began these two connected and if that were all, God meant it for him. For both, for all of us.
It was a visual example of words spoken by another, “brokenness is mended by grace”.
My brokenness, His grace. Over and over as I keep taking myself out of his hands and hurling about on my whims only to find him with outstretched arms, grace extended.
“Each time he said, “My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness.” So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ can work through me.” 2 Corinthians 12:9