It was “open mic Sunday” at our church today. So I braced myself for the worst before heading inside.
Pastor Jenna invited people to share a way that God showed up in their lives this past year. A beautiful series of stories surfaced as brave souls raised their hands.
A sister in our church shared how hard it has been to re-enter life in the US after several years of ministry in South Africa. She then said God showed up this year when we met during our annual church retreat.
She recounted telling Donna and I about her struggle. Apparently we responded by saying that “it can be tough when everyone here is sure that it is great to be back“. That was it – the words she needed to hear at that time. She felt seen and understood.
That was a significant God moment for her this year. And neither Donna or I had a clue just how much that simple encounter meant to her until today.
I have to confess, it feels good to be used of God in someone’s life.
I wonder how often God uses you and me like that – without our ever knowing? I hope and pray it is often.