For the first time today (well technically it happened tomorrow, but with an overnight prayer service I'll be generous with myself and post it for the 31st) I gave a sermon in Italian. Ok, not the first time, but certainly the first time this year ;).
I hadn't had as much time to prepare as I wanted, really, and so I was feeling nervous. Though I wasn't as elegant and as polished as I had hoped to be, I was sincere. When my alarm failed to wake me (I later found my phone on the floor in three pieces.) and my hour and a half long nap turned into three hours, I lost my extra preparation time. Instead of spending what little time I had left complaining about the situation in which I found myself, I decided to pray. What lesson could I learn from this? My academic training combined with my natural ability to present well makes me sometimes take God out of my preparations for things.
I had prayed for inspiration with the word to share, but as often happens, I was relying on myself to deliver the results. Because I didn't have enough time to triple check grammar and write out my third draft, I went into this sermon the way I should've done every time before: humble and reliant upon God. I am realizing that I do this a lot in just about every area of my life, and I bet much heartbreak could be avoided if I first listened to and waited on God, and then acted according to HIS plan. I know God is preparing me for something and I want to remember all of these lessons I'm learning. I've got a lot to learn!