Wednesday, August 3, 2011

All It Took Was A Child

     When I think of church I think of children. The church can not grow without them and when I see them worshiping I delight in what they are doing with their lives at such a young age. I battle with myself making sure that I am in the Kids Ministry because that is my calling. I have recently been praying for a stronger burden for this minitry, I feel that if I am going to do anything I need to have a strong hold on what I am lead to do. After a couple of weeks of praying I finally had my "a-ha!" moment.
     Durring a church service, while visitng another cuhrch I once belonged to, I saw a child praying alone. It brought me back to a time when I was a little girl and felt like I wanted someone to pary with me. Even as an adult I still feel like that same little girl, where I need to be prayed with not always for. Matthew 18:20 says, "For where two or three are gathered together in my name, there am I in the midst of them" (KJV). There had been a lady there that attended this church before my abscence, but we never got to know one another. She grabbed my hand and all of a sudden, I felt imprisoned. This calling was strong, and it felt as if the devil wanted me to stay in my place. Afterall, I was a visitor. Who would want a stranger to come up amd pray with their child, they didn't know who I was. But after seconds of thinking that, I thought I would not have this thought if I was not supposed to do it. I mustered everything that I could and, not to be mean, but I released my hand from her hold and made a bee-line for this child.
     I didn't do anything herioc, I didn't perform a miracle, I simply did what God told me to do. I listened, and it felt great. I started praying with the young child and another young lady walked up and strated praying with us. Now this little girl was someone I remember being in her mother's womb; I remember her as a little girl. What a sight it was to see her growing in God.
     All it took was a little girl lifting up her hands to show a me what it means to be in love with God and how to listen to His voice. I will always remember the way it felt to know that I am doing what I was called to do. I may not be completely ready to take on a Children's Ministry, but I am confindent in where God has lead me. I have a lot of maturing to do, and I anticipate that I will learn, I have an amazing person in my life to teach me. Here's to many more years of children.