TRUST ME

As soon as someone calls me about a speaking engagement I pray. "Lord what do you want me to talk about? Who do you want to reach through me?"
Almost immediately He goes to work. One time I remember going back to Him several times saying, "Lord, we don't have much time left, it's next week, and I'm still not clear what you want Your message to be." And almost just as clear was that still calm voice I've grown to love answered me, "we've got plenty of time."
I had the awesome privilege of having lunch with another Christian Motivational Speaker yesterday. When I shared with her my experience, she agreed that same thing happens to her.
One time, after I was introduced and on my way to the platform, the Lord said, "I've changed my mind."
You're kidding, right Lord? 
It was from that experience that I knew I had to trust Him. I had to surrender to Him. He would guide me. He has already given me life experiences to draw from. He touched my heart and led me that day. He knew exactly what He wanted me to say, and He knew who He wanted to touch.
I'm also learning He has a sense of humor.
Trust in the Lord. Just like Psalm 118:8 says, It is better to trust in the Lord than to put confidence in man.
If you ask me later what I talked about, most of the time I don't have a clue. A lady came up to me one day referencing something I had said, and I remember thinking, 'I said that?' hmmm.
It's like hanging on to the crag of a rock. Where is your next foothold? Is it safe, am I going to fall?
I remember thinking to myself, take a deep breath. If I fall He will catch me. 
And you know what? He has hundreds of times. Thank You Lord for Loving me. 

THE CAPSTONE

We stood huddled together on that cold morning, waiting in anticipation. What was in that box? Would it reveal long lost treasures? Paperwork from days gone by? To tell you the truth, I don't remember what was in that box. I do remember the ceremony. It was a chilly autumn morning, when we all gathered, waiting as the minister opened the box which had been hidden away behind the cornerstone of our little country church. My Grandfather talked at great length about the significance of that cornerstone. He explained to me, it was the most important part of the building, it was the anchor. Thoughts swirling around in my head that morning where those of the entire Church collapsing since we had removed that cornerstone. It is better to take refuge in the Lord than to trust in man. Psalm 118:8 There is so much truth in that passage. That verse is in the center of the Bible. How much comfort I receive, knowing that God is my cornerstone, the Capstone of my very existence. Our little Church did not collapse that day, in fact that little Church back in Ohio Sixteen United Methodist, celebrated 150 years last year. Knowing that God is the foundation, and the cornerstone of my life keeps me from bending. Knowing that He is always there gives me the comfort to get through another day.