Technical Turned Worshipful

Yesterday I was working on a new power-point in preparation to present to different churches. As I began to work on it I started on it with a very technical outlook. What would the color theme be? What would the background look like? How will I string photos together to make it a cohesive project? What kind of font would be best? What colors should the font be in different panels? I start many support raising projects with a technical mindset. Normally the technical things turn out fine and that's dandy.

After a while of choosing the photos that would don the slides to show the people, I began feeling such a tug, a pull in my spirit. It seemed such a funny thing to go about doing something that is so common in my "profession" and to begin to feel emotional about it all. But then I started to think about it as I continued choosing, editing, and approving, was it so strange that I began to get emotional?

God has given me a burden for this place, a weight, or something equivalent to a gravitational pull. I was looking at faces I loved, even if I didn't know all of their names. I was talking about my need if unmet meant I could not go to the place a piece of my heart resides. I was looking at the area of this world that the Spirit himself has brought into my life for a much more significant purpose than culture.

This simple task started off as a technical endeavor, meant to inform people of my upcoming plans and the need behind those plans. However God has always communicated with me through simple things in a most significant way. He brought me through memories, passion, needs, and the importance of showing people here at home that God is working in places like these; through this hard soil. He brought me into worship through this project.

I praised him for giving me the ability to raise support, and for the ability to go and minister in his name to the Christ-less of the world. I praised him for letting me experience the "least of these" and for putting a fire in my spirit for them. I praised him for the passion he instilled in me to be more Spirit led in many of my ways, and especially in my faith. I praised him for the people I will work with over there to bring Jesus into the lives of those living in spiritual depravity.

Simply, I was overwhelmed by God in those moments of creating this thing that seemed menial. I quickly became uncomfortable with my life of comfort all over again. In an instant I knew God just wanted me to go, and he will do the rest because it is never Emilie that does anything, but God through me. How privileged I am to be used by the Creator and Redeemer of the world!

I am in love with this Jesus who gives himself to the whole wide world, no matter how filthy we rate on a human level.

We are His portion and He is our prize, drawn to redemption by the grace in his eyes, if grace is an ocean we're all sinking!!

All to God.