Ripe Harvest
I was so overwhelmed on Monday. I can't fully describe how it felt to see so much growth displayed. I've heard it takes two years before you begin to really reap the harvest of ministry and I completely agree. These past couple of months, I have seen so much fruit come from what I've been pouring my heart out to harvest. It seemed to happen over night. All of a sudden the coaches are showing leadership, passion, devotion, problem solving skills, responsibility and taking ownership of what they do.
I start to cry thinking about how much they have grown. Drops of hope and excitement accompany my tears, for I know that they will change many more lives and grow much deeper in Christ. Tears of astonishment soak my pillow at the thought that God used me, someone that has no experience in management or teaching, to change the lives of 16 adults. But despite the goodness, there are also tears of loss. I won't be a part of everything that God does in and through them next year and I feel like I'm missing out on one of the greatest stories going on in my time.
Over all, I cry tears of joy. The excitement of seeing their eyes light up when they share how God works through them or the passion that bubbles from their speech is more rewarding than anything I have experienced so far. I am privileged to have taken part of their cultivating process.Labels: Coaches, Dreams, Happiness, Memories, Spiritual
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