Touray

There’s a need to volunteer that I think we all have. Some of it is induced by responsibility or guilt. Other times it’s a way to seek help for self. Growing up many factors contributed to my brokenness. I had been hurting so long I thought it natural to feel that way. I carried a pain I thought no one understood. So I buried it under a hill of silence. Over the years that hill grew into a mountain. No wonder the mountain was littered by many immoral things

When I was reintroduced to Christ personally I was relieved from all that silence and weight. I didn’t want to have anything to do with my former self. That me was dead and now I had life. 

So imagine my shock as I’m chill’n on my boat and Christ rolls up to the shore

Christ: A Yo Ta’Mar
Ta’Mar: Jesus! (Ta’Mar jumps out of boast and swims to shore). Hey were you been? Gimme a hug…
Christ: Later…uh whatcha think ya doing?
Ta’Mar: Fishin’ you know what I always do.
Christ: Do you luv me more than this?
Ta’Mar: Shoooot you know I do! Baby I luv ya more than Ashford luv Simpson, more than Whitney luv Bobby, more than Ike luv Tin…ah maybe dat ain’t a good example, but ya feel me doh.
Christ: Feed my lambs
Ta’Mar: (thinking to self: aight , aight, yo like I’mma fisherman dats what I do. I collect food.)
Christ: Do you love me Ta’Mar?
Ta’Mar:  (thinking to self again: dis about dat denying him thang. Yeah I got dis). Sure I love you. You know I do.
Christ: Feed my sheep… Ta’Mar do you love me?
Ta’Mar: Okay now you’re hurting me. Why are you asking me this? Is it because I acted a fool last time? Last time I panicked. I’m ready now. I’m ready. I love you. I’m not going anywhere.
Christ: When you were younger you were free to keep what you wanted and give away what you didn’t need. It’s not going to be like that anymore. This is going to be tough. You’re not going to be so independent. You’re going to have to give every part of yourself away. You’re going to have to let me take the lead.

 

I was reminded that the Lord’s hand is in every step we take. A few days ago I ran across an opportunity to serve in a different capacity. I smiled as the director pushed her work aside to talk to me about the power of faith and family today. We spoke about trust. Then she opened a door for me to contribute in ways I may not be ready for. Am I in over my head? I doubt it, surely not because of my capacity, but of the Lord’s ability.

I guess it’s just another case of walking on water.

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