(This is the third and last post in a three-part series. For part 1, click here.)
The garage renovation project reinforced what I already knew: that even when things look hopeless, there is always hope. My old, tired garage wasn’t ready to give up. It just needed a little help—and that leads to the first lesson I learned:
We can’t get by without a little help from our friends.
I struggle with that idea, because I come from a long line of independent German ancestors with an “I can do it myself” attitude. Allowing others to help me comes hard. I believe that my brush with cancer several years ago and the recent garage renovation were reminders from God that I need to open my heart and welcome others in. My Group Workcamp team made that easy. They gave generously and put me at ease to accept their gifts. One of the team members, Reaganne, reminded me: “We’re not doing it. It’s God.”
The garage experience also taught me that I’ve become a bit cynical in my older age. I wrote a post here, a year or so ago, about “properly” showing reverence to God by worshipping the “old” way with antiquated hymns and quiet veneration. Group Workcamps opened my eyes and proved me wrong. The worship service I attended on that last Friday night was upbeat and spirit-filled. I know that God smiled on that gathering. His love glowed strong with each song sung and every word spoken. My heart was so full!
The Bible says:
Praise him with a blast of the ram’s horn;
praise him with the lyre and harp!
Praise him with the tambourine and dancing;
praise him with strings and flutes!
Praise him with a clash of cymbals;
praise him with loud clanging cymbals.
(Psalm 150:4–5 NLT)
Lesson learned: I was wrong about the “proper” way to worship. There are many appropriate ways to praise God, and there is most certainly a time to honor Him with dancing, blasting horns and loud, clanging cymbals. Way to go, Group Workcamps! You did it well.
The most important lesson I learned is that our nation’s future is in good hands. Andrew, Hannah, Reaganne, and Sarah are prime examples of that. And there are so many other teens just like them, giving of themselves to make God’s world a better place.
I am so impressed by the character of my new young friends that I’ve asked them to guest post here from time-to-time, and I sincerely hope that they will. Whenever they want their voices heard on any topic, they are welcome to come here and “speak.” I want you, my readers, to hear what they have to say and to know that God has planted the seeds of our future. They are good seeds growing strong with His love. I thank God every day for bringing these young people into my life.
The week that I spent with my Group Workcamps team was one of the best of my life. The garage is awesome, but the week we spent together wasn’t so much about the garage renovation as it was the renovation of my heart.
God is good all the time. All the time God is good.
Thank you, Group Workcamp, Crew Seven! I am blessed to have you as friends.
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