Often times we ask God to show us a sign. To give us a hint that we are following the right path. Sometimes that can be an encouraging word, or a random road sign that we notice for the first time in years. For me, it was a spoken word at a dinner table.
Many of you have probably read my recent post about Jeffrey interviewing at a church in Fresno, CA.
If not, you should read it because I lay a lot of things out on the table there!
Short story is, I was feeling really jealous because I thought J was about to change our plan based on his friends decisions. That was completely wrong! In the weekend that followed God saw fit to hand me not just a street sign, but a personalized invitation...
J headed to Fresno on a Thursday, stopped by the beach and
found a $3,000 Cartier watch in the water, ~that's another story entirely.
When he got to Fresno, with his friend Nate and Nate's brand new fiancé, they were treated like royalty. They met the mayor, hung out with Brian and Katie Torwalt, took tours of the city, went to worship nights and finally had one last dinner with the Pastor and his wife, who also happens to be the mayor.
It was during that lunch that the pastor told J this story....
A few months before a friend of the Pastor's had felt that God was showing him the person who would be the missing link for reaching hundreds of youth in Fresno. The church has a club, called Retro, that they run for youth of the city. They have local bands come in and serve the kids food and just let them have a good time in a safe environment. But they can't quite figure out how to get those kids into church the next morning or even how to get them to show up for any kind of "church" event. The church has been seeking anyone with a vision for young people and evangelism to offer a solution to this problem.
This man, who operates in the spiritual gift of Prophecy, saw a young couple, he felt they would be under 30 and newly married, as the missing link for the kids of Retro.
This couple, especially the husband, he felt would be influential in seeing the youth of Fresno radically transformed. And in turn, those youth would transform the city.
Now I know what you're thinking.
"Well H that could be a lot of couples."
And then the pastor said this,
"He told me the guy he saw was bald and had a beard. That's you isn't it?"
I wish I could have seen the look on J's face when he said to the Pastor,
"Yea, that's me."
In that moment, I was more sure of our move to Fresno, than anything else that we had planned. I was sure God was holding out a personalized invitation with our names on it. It simply said.
Go.
And Go we will.
