But then there are times when everything just takes off. And it all works out. And it’s way more awesome than I could ever wish for.
It’s in these times that I realize again how God takes care of me.
See, I’m not really an organized person. Details really aren’t my thing. And a lot of times is the little details that make a thing successful. So when I decided to host a virtual 5K to help my friends raise some money to go towards their adoption expenses, I really didn’t know what to expect. I was hoping to have 15-20 that were mutual friends of ours run wherever they were and maybe raise a few hundred dollars to send their way.
Sometimes I think God just sits there and says, Hey, I think this is a good idea. Wait till you see what I’m going to do with this.
And, honestly, I don’t think we expect enough. Why would God choose to bless something I was trying to do? Who am I to think that something I’m trying will even work out?
And fear and doubt come in and say, Hey, you’re nobody. I don’t know what you’re thinking, but this is ridiculous. There is no way this will ever work out. No one is going to go for this.
Every single one of these thoughts came into my head during the months leading up to this past weekend when I hosted a 5K for my friends. I’d hoped for 15-20 and maybe $500. I set a public goal of 100, but deep down I wasn’t sure there would be 50.
And these are the times when God comes in and says, Hey, I know you doubt yourself. I know you doubt that I care and that I want to do something with you and through you, but watch this.
So all day Friday and Saturday as people were checking in on the Facebook page and sending me texts telling me that they’d finished, I just sat and stared at my computer screen with tears in my eyes. And again last night as I was tallying up the final number of participants and getting ready to order the T-shirts.
That’s the number. My 15-20 God turned to 139.
My $500 God turned to around $3,000. (I haven’t even started on figuring expenses yet, so it’s just a guess.)
So I’ve learned that fear and doubt are liars. We know that they’ll be present every time we try to do something, and yet at times we so willingly give in to them.
Just think of all the things we quit halfway through because it gets hard and we get scared.
And all the while God is there just waiting to come in behind us sweeping up all our doubts and fears and failures and broken pieces and make something beautiful with our story.
So thank you, my friends. You surpassed any and all expectations. You blew my doubts out of the water.
And you played a part in changing the world for a little family in Illinois.
My words will never be enough.
Go be beautiful.