Many weeks ago I felt both honoured and humbled to be invited to lead the Harvest Festival celebrations at a church about 5 miles away. The primary reason for the invitation was my work with Norwich foodbank and that church's support of it. Nevertheless, they went out on a limb and specifically reqested that I lead - me, still a raw rookie.....still with the 'trainee' tag. The date of this - 16 Sept.
On the way to the church, I glanced at a parting in a hedgerow and this poetic image of a freshly harvested field and horses in a paddock met my gaze on a bright autumnal morning. It was the 'Hollywood impression' of our countryside. At that singular point I realised that no matter the trials and tribulations we have to endure, we are truly blessed. We just don't stop for a pregnant pause and count our blessings enough - and that is nobody's fault but our own.
After the church service I was told that 'Requesting you was an inspired decision'. 'Brilliant service.' 'One of the most memorable HF services I've attended.' This just had to be God driven and God led. If you who are reading this do not believe, then you do need to realise that it was driven and guided by an entity not of this world yet fully part of it.
Me? I left that church giving thanks to The Boss, and hit the 'Why me, why have I been chosen.....?' trail. Still on it, as a matter of fact. Oh, and I went back to those trials and tribulations - failed health, failing car, slow, failing computer, no funds, no family support for that which I do............
Someone once said - You will certainly carry out God’s purpose, but it makes a difference to you whether you serve like Judas or like John. My fight, my daily fight, is to stop myself being the former. And yet I know that for some reason that I will never fully understand, I am truly blessed.
Have a great day.
