I was a quiet and shy little girl. I loved to play church with three of my siblings. One day they asked me to pray and I said something so ridiculous in that prayer that they all burst into laughter. I cried when they laughed at me and that day “Service” ended on that sour note.
I hardly raised my hand in class. My teachers watched the way my face would light up when I knew the answer and they would call my name. While class was in progress I would be listening while humming a song.
A small step towards a big adventure with God. We sowed this mustard seed and God blessed it, increased and multiplied it. I cherish this memory.
We just started a trio, but we did not know how God would draw so many people to join and set the whole compass on fire. Instead of teachers leading devotion in the morning, they would book us in advance to “do everything.” The church would assign us to take some of the Sunday services to sing and preach. There was no special program that the school would plan without incorporating us in it.
I had my eyes on a career in marketing in Zimbabwe, but God had another plan. My dreams were interrupted by His reality.
This is The Way I am supposed to walk, The Truth I am supposed to confess and The Life I am supposed to live. God has answered my prayers beyond the words. I am honored to be doing what I love to do. |
