I had a bit of a HPSM flash back last night...we painted the dorm until ~3am. I kept thinking about all of the late nights setting up for events...stuffing pink tissue paper into gift bags... studying all night long for a test or writing hermeneutics papers until dawn.
We are getting ready for our first groups...which comes in 2 short days! As I was painting my little heart out, I got smoked by the Lord. Well, convicted I guess. There is something special about talking to the Lord in the middle of the night, or morning. Things are a bit more clear.
He checked my motives. Was I painting for the group? For the Williams? Or for Him?
Ouch. You know I have the approval seeker syndrome so I really had to evaluate and check my heart. Turns out I was painting for someone and it wasn't the Lord. Not that pleasing people is a bad thing, but it should be a secondary thing...a bonus...a lagniappe. So I repented and then I started painting for Him.
I started praying for all of the people who would come through the dorm, sleep in those rooms and eat at those tables. I prayed for all of the devotions and meetings that would happen in the dining foom and all of the late night, Holy Spirit conversations that would take place.
I am so excited about this new season...the season of sowing seed. I just have to remember to stay true to the Lord, and make sure I am doing it all for Him.