Saturday is a big day for me... one of those life-defining days... that's right, I'm getting married. Tying the knot. Saying, "I do." Changing my name. Don't be silly, of course I'm not sitting in my office posting a blog today, but I'm at the beach, getting ready for the big day, enjoying the company of family and a few close friends, and awaiting the arrival of others still on the road.
Saturday afternoon, my dad will walk me down the aisle (of sand), give me away, and help perform our wedding ceremony. It'll be tough for him not to cry. My dad is one of those great spiritual influences in my life, a big part of my spiritual journey and story.
Recently, my husband-t0-be Nic and I inherited for our new home what Nic would call "the Jesus chair." It's the La-Z-Boy recliner my parents bought 31 years ago. It's quite worn in and, by some standards, broken. It's seen 3 or 4 different chair coverings, and many different living rooms along the way. This is the chair where I sat in my dad's lap as he led me to the Lord when I was ten years old. Very cool that this chair can be apart of our new home. The chair itself had no real life-altering power, but God definitely used it for His glory in my own life, and it's been a continual reminder of God's faithfulness across the years.
For me, it was a la-z-boy. At camp, I've seen God use a wiffle ball bat, a parachute game, a Frisbee, an "I'm a Christian now" book in the CK Store, a bowl of cake batter and a hand mixer on stage, the list goes on. It's really not about the physical things, but the people who are ready and willing to be used by God as instruments for sharing the Gospel with others. We all have those things, those people in our lives. Who and what are yours?
Oh, and what an honor that God allows us to be those people for so many kids at camp each summer!
