You know the kind, a brief almost seemingly insignificant
moment in time, maybe it is a few words said in passing, or a look given from
across a crowded room. Whatever the scenario, no matter the place, it moves
you, provokes you to act, drawing on the human instinct to follow your heart.
Or in cases like my moment last night, it moves you to your core awakening your
every pore to the unmistakable weight in the room.
Last night was one of those moments.
With tears brimming my eyes ready to tumble downwards, I
watched as a group of our kids performed a dance to the song “City on its
knees.” I’ve seen them act it out a million times before. But tonight, in this
room, something was different. Something was there with us. I looked around the
room at these children feeling more love than I ever thought possible. So much
more than I thought I could ever love a once stranger. All around me I saw
Jesus. I saw Him in the concentration of those dancing. I saw him in the little
ones running around with their hands held up to be swooped off the ground. His
face was illuminated in a gentle teenagers smile as she sat next to me. His
presence was thick, almost suffocating in the atmosphere. In that moment I had
to stop, breath, and count my every blessing.
Jesus called me here to Children of Zion Village for a
specific reason and even if I never know or see that reason, I was brought here
to feel, see, and taste Jesus in the way I did on that cold Thursday night in
August.
As I sat there overwhelmed with love, emotion, Jesus, sweet
Mona came and sat with me engaging in simple conversation. When the teams
impending departure and a question of any other volunteers in the near future
coming to join us, I simply answered with a smirk and a “sorry, its just me”
sarcastic answer. She had her hands lightly playing with my hair, combing every
piece into place; sweetly she said words that permeated every ounce of my
being.
“Auntie, you just belong here. You are like one of us.”
A moment in time, a simple phrase said in the easiest of
moments with simple words from a sweet teenage girl will forever be branded on
my heart and memories of my time here. I can’t even begin to express the
welling up of joy, love, and raw emotion that consumed me.
I am simply where God wants me and He made that evidently
clear.
I don’t know what the Lord has in store for me in the
future, what path He has planned for me, but I know for certain that if that is
what it feels like to be right in the midst of His will and Holy presence, then
I would blindly follow Him anywhere.
So today I am thankful for this place, because sometimes out
of the blue, something clicks and you know then, that there are these little
moments that define it all.
Thanks so much for sharing this. I, too, felt the love of Jesus all over both on that night and the following Saturday when they danced to City on Its Knees again. a truly moving and blessed experience. Thank you Lord!
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