Last weekend our church opened the doors on a new building. While husband and I have only been around for a few months, the church has been mobile for over six years. The church started in a home and later moved to the gym of an elementary school. Everything about the sanctuary was put up and taken down each week. Now we have a home.
There was a prayer and worship service on Saturday night before our first official Sunday morning. It was a time of thankfulness of all that God has done in this body of believers in just a few short years.
I cried buckets of tears on Saturday night. The first tear fell during the first song, and the last tear was wiped away as I walked out of the building. I’m not totally sure what all the tears were about, but I do know I heard a whisper in my spirit.
I got this.
What’s my role, what do You want me to do? – I’ll lead and guide you, I got this.
What about __? I’m worried about her. – Don’t worry, I got this.
Over and over again, I offered my worries, my fears, my jumbled thoughts to God.
Over and over and over again, He whispered back. Don’t worry. Don’t be afraid. I got this.
The next morning was our first service. The parking lot was full fifteen minutes before service started. Seats started to fill, then chairs were added and finally it was standing room only. A celebratory mood filled the room, any tears shed were tears of joy.
Dr. Walker spoke on John 6, the passage where Christ feeds the five thousand. Dr. Walker talked about the three responses to Christ wanting to feed the people
It can’t be done.
We have some, but not enough.
A boy who offered his lunch.
When the boy offered his lunch, he gave it to Christ and left the results up to God. The boy didn’t worry if it could be done, or if his offering was enough. He simply gave what he had and left the rest up to God.
I got this.
I know these two things are connected. I have to give up my need for control and submit to Him. I only have to offer what I have, my time, my talents, my treasure and allow God to do with it what He wills.