Tonight I attended my first CBS (Community Bible Study) class. It was really awesome. At first I started getting nervous because I was significantly younger than most of the people around me, but I decided to focus on learning from my elders, and I really feel like God spoke to me before, during, and after the class. I really feel like this is a place where I am supposed to be.
Before the class, I met a woman wearing a Chick-fil-A uniform. I believe that God crossed our paths as a way of giving me a sign that I needed to be able to share the story of what happened to Nick. I kind of tried to ignore it for a minute, but then started preparing myself and looking for the moment when God would want me to open up. A point came in the study about how God answers prayers in ways that we’d never imagine and also about how God brings suffering, even to the faithful. I felt a tug and knew it was time to share. I talked about how I had often prayed for Nick and that in the year after his murder, I found a prayer journal and saw that all of my prayers for him had been answered. Prayers about his girlfriend, his mom, his family in general… God had answered them all, but certainly not in a way that I would’ve ever asked for. I became a bit choked up, but it was good.
The CBS lesson went on to talk about how we respond when we feel God leading us to do something. It was cool how that worked out.
Anyways, the whole class was great and I feel like I have a lot to meditate on this week.
Love you all! Thanks for all of your sweet comments. They mean so much to me I think I’m getting incoherent, so I’m off to bed!
