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It is one thing to hear God's voice, it's another thing to obey it. My aunt Donna, I think, is the only one here who may remember this. The first time I ever got up and spoke in of front of a group was after camp one year. I went to camp with them back in the day and I gave. I don't even know what I said. Something about Moses. That's all I remember. Moses was involved, but I had on a green camp shirt and we had a mic that you handheld. And I had my hand like this just because I was nervous, you know, Moses, whatever. And when I got done, y', all, I prayed and put my hand down. Finally I had a hand print. That's why I wear a coat now. I was getting, you know, I was mortified. I had this handprint and I was standing back there, you know, shaking people's head, terrified. Terrified. I knew God had called me, but I did not want to obey. Do you follow? I'm just being honest. It was outside of my comfort zone. People say I'm not wired up that way. I hate to tell you this, but I don't think God cares about that. In fact, I think often he says in weakness comes strength.