Saturdays. The best day of the week if you ask me. You can sleep in, take time to ENJOY your morning coffee, do yard work, hike, spend time with your family. What a great day! And today, I had 8 friends give up their Saturdays to help me paint the inside of my house, pressure wash the outside, haul yard debris, replace trim on the windows so I could get my house ready to sell. Wow! It's amazing how loved I feel right now. I have a bunch of clean up that I should be doing right now, but all I can do right now is think to myself how lucky I am. These people truly showed the love of Christ to me today. Thank you to all who gave up time with your families, didn't do work at your own houses, didn't take that day to relax. I wish that someone would create a bigger and better way to say THANK YOU. I am filled to the brim with gratitude. You saved me days and days worth of work. Thank you for sacrificing your precious Saturday to do this for me.

I constantly find myself in awe of God’s orchestration. From big things like working out financial situations to prove that we are on the right path to small things like sitting us next to someone on a plane.

On my flight from Portland to San Francisco, I was sitting next to this woman (it turns out she goes to Good Shepherd). I saw that she was working on stuff for work and I asked what she did for a living. She said, “My vocation is working for Wells Fargo, but my real job is spreading the Kingdom of God.” Oh man, let the gates open!! We started talking about God and our journeys with Him, what He’s done in our lives, etc. It was such an awesome talk and I was gabbing away about God and my testimony. I just felt my heart open and I couldn’t keep from pouring it out on her.

Towards the end of the flight, I got up to use the lou and as I was away from her, satan immediately started attacking me. He was telling me that I was bragging and looking for praise from someone. Then I started replaying every thing in my head that I had said. Was I really doing that? Was I trying to steal God’s glory? I was horrified at that thought and started trying to think of ways that I could share without doing that, but I didn’t know how that was possible because once I start talking about something I am passionate about it just spews out. Then I sit back down next to her and she tells me how great it was to listen to my testimony and how heartfelt and genuine it is. How could she possibly have known that I had just been doubting myself and sharing my story?

As I reflected on it in the next few moments I realized how much God was trying to tell me to NOT stop sharing my story in that way. I have passion and that is an amazing gift that God has given to me. I should not try to keep that under wraps when it comes to sharing His story and my story. Of course satan doesn’t want me to passionately share my story and my walk with God because people might listen and if God puts me in the “right place at the right time” it could ignite or re-ignite a relationship between someone and God. That is the last thing that satan wants and he will what he can to keep that from happening.

I am just so thankful that God reaches us through those times to remind us about the Voice of Truth. His voice is the voice that I want to listen to. His is the voice that will lead us down the right path. His is the voice that provides peace, comfort, hope and love. Anything less is destructive to us and our walk. The next time you are hearing a voice that is telling you to doubt yourself and your value take time to ask yourself, “Is this the Voice of Truth?”