"If you keep quiet at a time like this, deliverance and relief for the Jews will arise from some other place, but you and your relatives will die. Who knows if perhaps you were made queen for just such a time as this?" Esther 4:14
We truly love God only when we obey him as we should, and then we know we belong to him.
1 John 2:5
Our foolish pride comes from this world, and so do our selfish desires and our desire to have everything we see. None of this comes from the Father.
1 John 2:16
I didn't want to go.
I had barely slept the night before and had to crawl out of bed at 7:30 to make a rehearsal. I had been in town since eleven this morning and it was quickly approaching three. I had not eaten lunch and was ravenous. On top of that, it was hot outside. I really didn't want to go, but I had made the commitment to show up and help hand out school supplies to the citizens of our small town. I consoled myself by deciding to only stay for a little while.
I parked my car under the one tree providing shade and headed to the pavilion. Immediately I saw former students who ran up with quick hugs and big smiles. Originally I planned to hand out the boxes of crayons as the children filed past filling up their new bookbags, but I noticed the largest group of children standing around the two lone teenagers painting faces. Even working as quickly as they could, they were bogged down with more than they could handle. I offered my services and joined them.
Two hours flew by! I laughed and painted, talked and painted, listened and painted. From homeschoolers to an autistic student, from Pre-K students to seventh graders, they all agreed they were eager for school to start. Smiles lit up their faces as shared their anticipation with me. They loved school for lots of different reasons--teachers, friends, even some favorite subjects! (Math was easily the favored subject, though science easily took second place.) Excitement and enthusiasm caused eyes to sparkle and smiles to quickly appear. I was mesmerized! I fell in love with the three little boys wanting white spotted dogs painted on their faces, the two boys wanting a Spiderman face, those wanting to be ferocious tigers and the little girls who wanted kittens and butterflies to grace their flawless skin.
In the midst of this, I saw God. He was packing bookbags, hugging children, talking with mamas and daddies, giving hope to those who are hopeless. Brown hands handed out packs of paper, creamy hands held out crayons, freckled arms lifted tent poles. His vision was being carried out by His beautiful body of believers.
And He planned for me to be a part of it--in spite of my reluctance--"at such a time as this". I am so blessed,