She Speaks…and coughs

I just realized that today is the last day to submit an entry for a scholarship to attend She Speaks.

Speaking (and breathing, if you read yesterday’s post) is close to my heart today, because I  am speaking at my church tonight.

I didn’t start out to be a speaker.

I was just a Sunday School teacher who loved words and the Word.

About six years ago, I realized something.

I loved God, but I didn’t really trust Him.

He prompted me to pray a dangerous prayer,

one I will never regret praying, though it has taken me on the wild ride of my life.

I asked, “Lord, will You teach me to trust You?”

I imagine Him smiling….

then roaring.

He isn’t a tame Lion.

What has followed has twisted and turned and hurt.

A lot.

Yet, today I can say

I trust Him.

I trust Him.

One day, a few years ago, a friend sat at my kitchen table and asked me if I ever wanted to write a book.

“No,” I hesitated, “I don’t think so…but, I don’t know, I might want to speak.”

She grabbed my hand.

“When it comes, and it will come, don’t pull back from it.”

A few months later, I stood in front of a sweet group of young moms and told a story on myself that I never wanted to tell.

Then I watched Him take my most spectacular failures

and bring Himself glory.

This post is not particularly eloquent.

Sometimes I am not.

Tonight He wants me  to speak about some things that are so new,

so raw,

in me

that I will need tissues

for more than just my allergies.

I dread it-

and I am eager for it-

all at the same time

because I trust Him,

and I want to see His glory.

Be blessed today,

Ginger