I received an invitation to join some folks at work
I knew I couldn’t go because I’d feel like quite a jerk.
Besides, I always go straight home to spend a quiet evening
And didn’t have the fancy stuff I was supposed to bring.
Decision made, my life went on, but it began to bug me
It seemed so insignificant. Why would God care or nudge me?
Why should it matter to Him, that I decided “no”?
Encouraged to set fear aside, I agreed that I would go.
Well, I thought it would be awkward and that I wouldn’t like it.
But even so, despite myself, I began to get excited!
My supplies were all provided, there were even some at home.
As I joined the project ladies, in the set-aside lunchroom.
The evening went quite smoothly, as we all got plenty done
Creative things and sharing. It sure was a lot of fun!
How good of God to break me in, with something light and pert
To leave my rut and follow through, this didn’t even hurt.
An insignificant project. Why would God even bother?
Because it matters to me, and I matter to the Father.
I am to Him significant. He calls me by my name.
He has redeemed me, I am His. I have so much to gain!
I know there will be many time,s when things God calls me to
Will be much more difficult for me to follow through.
And yet to move beyond the pain, this was a place to start.
I look forward to His nudgings now, with a more willing heart!
Written March 1994
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