Commitment

In the summer of 1989 I volunteered as a chaperone for a mission trip with the youth at my church. We joined over 1000 other teenagers and leaders for a week of intense work in the mining town of Logan, W. VA. I was the leader of a group of seven teenagers.

We put our heart and soul into repairing the home of the family we were assigned too. The seven of us had secret prayer pals, but being the leader I prayed for all my kids. On the last evening, each group formed a circle and one at a time we prayed for the person in the circle. The kids had an option of laying a hand on the one being prayed for but passed until I was the one in the center. Then while each prayed silently for me, enfolded in such love, I suddenly began to rise off the floor. A staff member who had joined our group screamed at the sight and I gently floated back down to the floor.

It was at that moment that I really knew what commitment meant – it makes life worthwhile.

~ Blessings

I AM WHO I AM - THE WOMAN WHO WRITES THESE WORDS AND LIVES THE LIFE SHE IS INTENDED TO LIVE WITH JOY, PEACE AND LOVE.