Walking in Obedience; Spirit Led

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As you know, I had a great time at the mall the other day as I simply obeyed God and went.  Today has been no different. 

My wife and I, as we have searched for a church to attend, have prayed that God would lead us to the church that he desires for us to serve Him in.¬† This past Sunday, we attended a church called¬†North Lanier Baptist Church.¬† Both, Jeannine and I, really feel like that’s where God wants us.¬† I met with the Missions Pastor this morning and had a wonderful conversation with him.¬† He gave me a brief history of the church and I shared with him a little about myself.¬† He also asked me what areas did I serve my church in Florida.¬† I shared with him a few things including teaching college students, helping a little with the youth, and also upgrading and running the sound system.¬† The pastor then began telling me about the needs in the church.¬† They were needing help with the youth, their website, and someone to run sound.¬† The pastor informed me that their main sound technician just received a job offer in Nashville and would be moving in about 5-6 weeks.¬† Just¬†yesterday¬†the pastor had told the church staff in the meeting that they all knew God was moving the family to Nashville.¬† The pastor continued to share that if God is moving them out, then God would move someone in to take the sound tech’s place.

As I was leaving this meeting, God told me to go to a church in the south part of Forsyth County,¬†First Redeemer Church. So I drove down there.¬† As I was leaving my car, God told me to take two business cards.¬† I went to the church office and asked for the Missions Pastor.¬† He came and met with me for a few minutes.¬† Somewhere in our conversation he asked me what I was there for exactly and I told him I didn’t know, but that God wanted me to come and meet him and introduce myself. So we continued to talk about ministry¬†a little bit more, then he had to leave. He asked me if I had any business cards on me and I told him that I did.¬† I gave him the two that I had and told him to give¬†the extra one¬†to someone who might have a need for it.

Finally, God led me to another church in the north part of Forsyth County,¬†Mountain Lake Church. As I pull into the parking lot, I saw a construction/surveying crew in the far lot.¬† I really had a burden to go talk to them, but I continued to the church office.¬† So I went into the office and only 2 or 3 people were there.¬† So I shared with them what I was doing and that I was just wanting to introduce myself.¬† We talked only for a few quick minutes and they encouraged me to call back next week when their Missions Pastor would be back in town. As I was leaving the office and after the fact, I just knew that I didn’t come there to meet them.¬† As I driving back through the parking lot, I noticed those same three men talking in the far lot.¬† The burden came back upon me.¬† So I drove over to them.¬† Two men separated and went to talk at another truck, while one man continued reading some plans that were laying on his tailgate.¬† I asked God who did He want me to talk to.¬† God led me to the individual by himself.

So, I started talking to the gentleman; his name is Dan.¬† It turns out that Dan is a strong professing Christian.¬† However, he and his wife have been having a rough time with their second-oldest, Jacob who is 15.¬† We talked about Jacob and some of the things he was struggling with.¬† I then had an opportunity to pray with Dan, for him and his family – especially Jacob. When ended up talking for about 30 minutes today.¬† Dan asked me what my name was and I told him, “Smiley.”¬† He asked if I was serious because that was the nickname that Jacob, his son, was given by his football teammates.¬† As we were departing, Dan told me that he appreciated me praying with him and for his son.¬† Dan said that he “needed that today.”

Who says, “God doesn’t talk to you anymore.”  He will.  Will you listen?

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