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(Dragonfly
Ministries
President, Mary Hamrick)
October
2004
I’m a big chicken. I
don’t like going fast, I don’t like being in the water (unless it’s the
bathtub), and I don’t particularly enjoy being in a big group of people
that I
don’t know. And up until about 6 years
ago, none of this bothered me. That is,
until, I hit the late-30s and decided that living a life of sheer
self-protection was just crazy. So I
learned to snow ski. Actually, my
friend Lori taught me to ski. I
struggled through a half-day of ski instruction, and still felt
nauseous when
it was time to go up the mountain. I
was physically sick at the thought of putting on snow skis and going at
a speed
that I couldn’t control. But, because
of a determination to ‘get over it’, I bit my lip and took the plunge. Lori saw me struggle, she recognized the
pale of my face as being fear, and she taught me to ski with a simple
game of
‘follow the leader’. I followed her
down the mountain, turn after turn, and that is how I learned to ski –
but I
still don’t like going fast; I like to ski the green runs, I like to
ski for a
maximum of four hours, and I like to ski without anyone around me so
that I
don’t feel pressured to go fast. I
don’t like going fast. I don’t like to
swim either, but that’s another story.
Since that time, I’ve challenged myself to
conquer the
different fears that I’ve tried hiding behind. Being
pushed outside our comfort zone isn’t
pleasant, but if we’re not
extended, we don’t grow. After all, how
do you learn to operate a computer if you’re not willing to turn it on
and just
get started? How do you learn to drive
a car without first sitting behind the wheel? You
get the point. Well,
right
now, I’m living outside my comfort zone, but I know that God will use
these
lessons to strengthen me spiritually, to prepare me for things down the
road
that this ‘push’ is teaching me now.
The month that our family joined Gunpowder
Baptist Church in
Freeland, Maryland, we also joined a program called F.A.I.T.H. Ministry. This ministry is evangelism, by nature, and
involves attending weekly classes, scripture memorization, and
visitation - it teaches us how to witness to others
about the love of Jesus Christ. Each session runs for 16
weeks. Our church conducts these
activities on
Sunday afternoons, after church. Andy
felt led to do this, because he has a heart for people to come to know
the
Lord. I followed in his footsteps
because, as his wife, I believe that it is my role to support the
ministries
that God calls him into.
Did I want to join the FAITH ministry team? No, because it pushes me outside my comfort
zone. Did I feel called to join the
FAITH ministry team? Yes, no question
about it – in Matthew 28:19, Jesus told us to “Go and make disciples of
all
nations”, so without a question, without a second thought, I knew that
we were
called to be on this team. But that
still didn’t make me comfortable in going out and knocking on doors of
people
that I didn’t know. However, we were
told that most visits would be made to people who had visited our
church,
expressed an interest in having a visit, or to church members who were
sick or
shut-in, so there wouldn’t be many ‘cold calls’.
Contrary to the statement above, our first
ministry visit
was a ‘cold call’ to the home of a woman who had never attended our
church, nor
expressed an interest in having a visit. But
her name was on the card we were given,
and we headed to her
home. When we arrived there, she was
visiting with a friend, sitting at the kitchen table.
As we talked with them, we learned that the
friend had recently been
diagnosed with kidney disease and was undergoing dialysis.
He was very nervous about being on the
national waiting list for a kidney. We
asked him about his faith in God and we shared with him the plan of
salvation. Then we prayed with him, for
his health, for his well-being, for his family. We
left that afternoon knowing that God had indeed sent us to the
home of this dear woman so that we could minister to her friend. To my knowledge, he did not pray to receive
Christ the day we visited, but I do know that the Bible teaches that
when we
speak words as directed by the Holy Spirit, those words do not return
void, so
I know that seeds of the love of God were planted in his heart that day.
During our second session of the FAITH
ministry program,
which started mid-August, we once again were handed a card to visit
this same
sweet woman. She still had not
expressed an interest in our church or asked that we visit her, but
again, we
had the card and we were going to be obedient to where God sent us. When we arrived at her home this second
time, we were welcomed with a hug and a cheerful grin.
As we walked into the kitchen, I noticed
that she had company – again. I have
to admit that I was a little disappointed to see her friend there,
because I
thought that God has sent us there to visit with her this time, and
with
company there, we wouldn’t be able to get into the deep discussion that
I
thought God had sent us to have. There
were my thoughts, though I’m not proud of them. I
thought I knew God’s plan, and I thought this visitor was going
to get in the way of God’s plan. But we
were there, and we may as well make the best of it.
We introduced ourselves to the visitor, who
didn’t have a
whole lot to say to us – I felt that she was just as disappointed that
we were
there because we were interrupting her visiting time.
Anyway, we proceeded to talk to the woman we
came to visit,
trying to listen to the promptings of the Lord in what to say, how to
minister
to her. We talked for a bit, and I
prayed in my heart to understand why the Lord had sent us to this home
again. After several minutes, the Lord
prompted me, “ask the visitor if there’s anything you can pray with her
about?” So I turned to her and asked
the question. Big tears welled up in
her eyes and she began to cry. She
shared with us her heartache and the hurt she was trying to heal
through, the
difficulties in her life. As she
shared, she wept, and we cried with her. There
were no words of comfort that we could
offer her from our own lives. No, the
words of comfort that were given her
were from Psalm 91. We held hands and
we prayed for her and with her. And as
we stood to leave, both women hugged us and thanked us for the visit.
And as I left, I was humbled.
I thought I was going to the house that day to
minister to the
name on my card. Once again, God sent us
to that very home to minister to another of His children.
I hope to learn one day that I don’t always
know what the Lord has in store, but to follow obediently without
question,
without pretending to know His plan ahead of time.
Oh what a wonderful life we lead, a life of
surprises, when we
allow God to lead us without questioning His actions!
Two days after this visit, I saw “the
visitor” in the aisle
of the Wal-Mart store in our area. I
spoke her name and when she turned and saw me, she gave me a big hug
and shared
that our prayers were being answered, she was beginning to heal and
reading the
scripture was a big help. As
uncomfortable as cold calls make me, I hope that God will continue to
send us
to the homes of people that need Him, people that can be pointed to Him
in
their time of need. And I pray for
strength and courage in continuing to be obedient to Him.
How about you? Is
there something that God is pressing upon your heart to do? Are you struggling with the fear of what
will happen if you obey Him? If so,
allow Him to teach you and “follow the leader”, His Spirit. He will be your guide, step-by-step,
turn-by-turn. I’m not promising that
you will always initially enjoy what He is leading you to do, it may
make you
nauseous and uncomfortable, but you will be blessed, and you will know
that
your obedience has opened up heaven’s gates for one of God’s children. And your spiritual growth will catapult
into a higher level through your obedience to Him.
Give it a try, say yes to Him and then watch
Him work through
you.
“The LORD will guide you always; he
will satisfy your
needs in a sun-scorched land and will strengthen your frame. You will
be like a
well-watered garden, like a spring whose waters never fail.” Isaiah 58:11
Mary

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