When God asks, you should always say yes

I love public speaking.

Give me a microphone and an audience and I am there.

I often say when I grow up I want to be a

motivational speaker.

If you read this blog avidly, you will probably remember me

saying this times before.

Yesterday was the day that I was scheduled to talk

at a 10th grade retreat.

The speech was to be about the miracle of my life and

how journaling has helped me document and get through

hard times.

A little background is needed right here.

Lately a good nights sleep is hard to come by.

I sleep but wake up often to find a comfortable position.

Also mornings are the worst and I wake up early

each morning just to get my body ready for a day.

So when weekends come, sometimes I choose to just

stay home and take it easy.

Yesterday was one of those rough mornings where getting

out of bed and getting a move-on was complicated.

It would have been easy to just call my pal, Jeremy

and cancel out on the talk.

Yet, I have this believe that when you are asked to do something

for God you should not say no.

I get my booty moving, take medications to help the body move better

and by 12 noon I am at the gym ready to see my audience.

I am so happy just to see many old faces that I used to work

with at religion. I love these people and miss not being

a part of their program every week.

My audience is 40 10th graders who probably would rather

be anywhere than spending their day talking about God.

I make my life story funny yet full of the miracles that my life is.

As I begin I notice that each are listening, I have them captured.

I then go on for one hour and tell my life story that is

just one big miracle.

I don't plan for exactly what or how I am going to get

my message across because I believe that God will give me

the words that these children need to hear.

Yet, this time I hear myself say something at the end

that I had never added in my speeches before.

This coming from my mouth is more for me than the teens,

who by the way, have been very attentive and a few have even cried.

I end this time with the fact that I am not sure where God is leading

me now on this journey of life that is just one big miracle.

I am afraid for what my future holds and not sure

if I even like it but I know there is a reason for my life

and what happens in it even now.

I know that even with the physical pain I find myself in

and the medical issues that seem to be piling up as I get older,

that God will not leave me, and He has a plan for all of it...

Well didn't I need to hear that this day.

So when God asks, I will continue to say "yes"

because sometimes the lesson is for me.

Today I am energized.

The pain is still there, that has not changed.

What has changed at least for today is

the belief that even this will soon become part of the

story I tell of my life, the story of a miracle.