It would seem that I missed a week! I had great intentions of posting about my first week house-sitting in my “Country Villa”, which is what I’m calling it. But time has a bad habit of getting away from me and my trip to Oklahoma City fell on me much faster than I anticipated.
I am so excited to share with you what happened while we were in Oklahoma. God works in mighty and wonderful ways and this week is proof of it. I have so much that I want to share that I think this blog post will be spread over two weeks and two posts to make it manageable.
Some background: We started planning this trip nine months ago. It takes a considerable of effort to coordinate a music and missions trip for 30-some people, especially youth. We got in contact with some really neat organizations and were poised to assist in several different areas.
May 20 – tornados ripped through the Oklahoma City and Moore area, killing 9 people and injuring at least 50 more. The devastation was widespread and terrible. We had no idea any of this would happen when we started planning our trip. But God knew. And God used us in ways that we could not have imagined. Here is a breakdown of how our trip went.
Sunday, June 9, 2013 – We left from our church at 5:30 a.m. I’ll admit, you, my readers, know how much I hate that time of the morning. I was pretty grumpy. Within 3 hours we made it to Denton, TX to sing at a small local church, Highland Baptist Church. We warmed up and sang for the morning service. This was my first wake-up call. God grabbed my heart and said, “Hey you! Pay attention! These ‘kids’, as you call them, do amazing things in my name. Pay attention.” And so I started doing that, paying attention. We drove the rest of the way to Oklahoma City and sang at a second church. I missed over half of the concert due to a drive to the airport to pick up one of our sponsors. Can I just say that driving through OKC might have been the most terrifying thing that I did that week? But I made it there and back with minimal heart damage and listened to the youth sing the second half of their program and this time I paid attention. Really. I worshiped that night like I had not done in a really long time. It was wonderful and refreshing.
Monday, June 10, 2013 – We woke up bright and early to fix breakfast for 25 teenagers. The church we stopped at the day before donated 18 pounds of bacon to us. 18 pounds. Let me stress this again. Eighteen. Pounds. That’s more than a small dog weighs. So we cooked some of it. A lot of it. And those teens devoured it. Then the youth split into work teams and assisted with projects around the church and at an organization called “Feed the Children”. The work they did that day directly affected future ministry to tornado victims. I, unfortunately, was not able to help that day. I worked on getting the kitchen organized and making Wal-Mart runs. But it was through that day that I realized something. I was not there to serve tornado victims, as much as I wanted to be. I was there to serve teenagers so that they could make an impact in Oklahoma and learn how to serve others. I’ve always called myself a behind-the-scenes kind of person, but this trip put that to the test. I was so far behind the scenes that I didn’t even feel like I was helping. But through this, God was still telling me, “pay attention, pay attention”. So I struggled to do that. And I started hearing amazing things.
I’ll leave more of the week for later. I still have Tuesday through Friday to share and things haven’t gotten interesting yet! Also, sorry that there is no foot picture this time, I only took one the whole week! So you'll have to wait until the last Choir Tour post to see it!