As I reflect upon our weekend events I want to tell you of the people who worked so hard, without whom this would not have been possible. These are the people who took care of so many important details and do so on a regular basis with a spirit of servant hood that truly reflects the example of Jesus.
I want to tell you about the people who worked hard setting up equipment.
I want to tell you of the person who by himself carried enough tables and chairs up from the basement to the auditorium to seat 100 people.
I want to tell you of the person who worked diligently exercising her “gift of ambiance.”
I want to tell you of the person who meticulously planned a meal to feed an army.
I want to tell you of the people who cooked for an entire day, who chopped and sliced, who stirred and grilled.
I want to tell you of the people who marketed and advertised in many creative ways to get the word out regarding this event.
I want to tell you of the musicians and singers who prayed and practiced for months to use God-given gifts to communicate a message of hope, love and grace.
I want to tell you about the people who prayed for neighbors, co-workers and friends to attend this event.
I want to tell you about the people who ran the sound and the computer.
I want to tell you of the person who used her gift to communicate the messages of the event in sign language.
I want to tell you about the people who cleaned everything up, put everything back and did so joyfully.
I want to tell you about the 100 or so people who attended, delighted to share an evening of spiritual nourishment. They were encouraged with positive and uplifting music. They ate their fill and still couldn’t make a dent in the amount of food that had been prepared.
I want to tell you of the people who spent an entire evening hearing about the Grace of God and the sacrifice of Jesus.
I want to tell you about the person who went home asking to know more about God.
I want to tell you about the small group who went the following night to encourage a small church. How this church is losing their minister. He and his family are leaving to do mission work in the middle east. I want to tell you about how these people stood for the majority of the evening receiving a blessing with open hearts and minds, and giving praise to God.
I want to tell you about the lives of people who truly are in tune with God.
I want to tell you how thankful I am for the way God was involved and worked in so many ways, through so many people.
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I’m so glad the weekend was so great. We are truly blessed to bless aren’t we?
It was a wonderful blessing to me, personally, to be a part of it all. As I reflect back over the weekend (things were movintg SO fast and we hardly ever slowed down … when we did you caught me snoring!), there was so much more going on that I ever realized at the time. Lives were richly blessed on all sides.
Sounds like a busy, happy, uplifting time.
You forgot to mention the one who had the vision and the leadership of this event in the first place. He did an amazing job. Thanks for all you did, Randy!
Sounds like you were able to stay away from the Guitar Center long enough to have a great weekend. Not that there’s anything wrong with obsessing compulsively over visits to the Guitar Center.
I’m glad things seem to be on the upswing for you. God bless.