I took a last-minute trip back home because of certain family matters and just discovered an interesting section on my sister's white board. A couple months ago, my sister was really stressed and tired from pulling multiple all-nighters and I, knowing this, decided to send a few comforting verses just for the heck of it. Her response was unclear and I didn't think much of what I had done since I wasn't able to see an immediate impact or outcome.
Well here I am at 2AM, many months later, almost on the verge of tears from finding those same verses written neatly with a black dry-erase marker.
After 7 years, I'm finally able to physically see God slowly moving in my family and it's so beautiful. For the first time in her life, out of her own longing and desire, my sister has expressed interest in going to church and learning about God. Tomorrow morning, I'll be driving her to youth service with a huge smile on my face. I'm so proud of her and extremely excited to see the Father touch her life.
Dang, I know I always say this but HE IS SO GOOD. I think it's mind-blowing that He chooses ME to serve and reach out to the lost, in my sister's case and in others. How could a perfect and holy God think that this lowly sinner is capable of expanding His kingdom?! I don't understand it but then again I guess I don't need to.
JESUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS may my life be fruitful!
