Tomorrow, we leave early for Dallas to see the Rangers baseball game at 2 p.m. We stay the night there in Dallas and then fly out for Florida, for a week, at 2:15 p.m. on Sunday.
So...as always, when it finally sinks in what time we're leaving, and that we might actually have a chance to attend The Potters House, my mind starts reeling! Is it possible? Might we be able to?
I send an email to a wonderful contact we made during Project Gideon. "Will Bishop Jakes be there on that Sunday?" That's all I asked.
The response that I got was UNBELIEVABLE.
Yes, he's scheduled to be here--if nothing happens.
I will get you V.I.P. passes for parking and seating.
WHAAAAT?!
I was, honestly, a bit shocked. I don't think I've EVER been classified, EVER, as a V.I.P. We are struggling teachers, lower (LOWER!) middle class people, we barely scrape by at the end of each month TO BUY ENOUGH GAS TO MAKE IT TO PAYDAY.
I wanted to respond:
Um, V.I.P.?!? I think you've got the wrong people, friend. We're not V.I.P.'s. No offense, Holy Spirit (I could already hear him speaking in my ear), but I'm no V.I.....(Should I say it? Think it? Speak it out loud? Does it invalidate something if I declare myself "NO V.I.P."? But don't I need to, at the very least, tell her who we are, that there must be some mistake???) I mean, seriously. I don't need special parking, special seats. What about all of the other people there? What if they REALLY WANTED or NEEDED what was being offered to me...I don't deserve it!!! And I'm not even sure how "Christian" it is, in the truest sense of the word, it would be to accept!!!
I called my mom, as I almost ALWAYS DO when unbelievable things happen in my life, and I told her what had transpired.
"It's the Favor of God," she said, declaratively.
"Oh, I know, Momma." I said, almost out of breath. "It's GOT to be!!!"
"Sis, sometimes we get so used to dodging bullets that we don't realize that the Promises and Favor of God are there, all along."
I knew she was right.
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And, even now, as the Holy Spirit continues to speak to me about this matter, I realize that as unbelievable this blessing is, there was an even more unbelievable moment when He Saved Me.
Jesus Saved Me, Made Me a Citizen of His Kingdom, and God Almighty Adopted Me right at that moment into a Global Family I was undeserving of. From that very moment, he started Healing me, my spirit, my past, my brokenness, and He grabbed my hand and we started walking, together, the hills and valleys of this life.
Sounds like a V.I.P. to me...Not of myself. NOTHING of myself!!! On my own, I am the BIGGEST NOBODY THAT EVER EXISTED. No, I'm no V.I.P. on my own...It's because of Him. The One who grabbed my hand, the One who walks with me, stands by me, the One who "speaks in my ear"..."YOU'RE A CHILD OF THE MOST HIGH GOD, V.I.P."
All Glory be to Jesus Christ and our Heavenly Father Forever. Amen.
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