The morning started bright and early something was pulling me out of bed. I got my coffee and headed to the office to check emails. This weekend is the within conferences for the girls in our ministry. I was asked to give a cardboard testimony.... No big deal till last night when what I thought was going to be easy. All of a sudden became scary. I'm standing on stage with who knows how many girls putting myself out there. What are they going to think when they read my cardboard ??
Then the answer came in the form of an email ...
" Do you have a tendency to rate your own testimony or read your own results ? Your personal story about Christ is worth telling. Their actions and response are not your responsibility. Sometimes I have to remind myself I was never called to be the holy spirit. He will convict. He will remind. Dont do his job, but be faithfully do yours. Go tell your story. No one can tell it like you. "
So I will hold my head up high and Tell my story !! For our Savior :)
This is part of the healing ....
Pray for me and I will share with you too soon ... :)
