Hey guys! It's been a few months since the Yes Man project ended. I believe I left off with saying that I wanted to continue to say yes to things that I normally wanted to say no to. I believe that I have been.
I have realized since ending the Yes Man project that the more I choose to say yes to God, the more He takes me to places I never imagined I'd be.
Years and years ago when I was seven years old my grandparents announced some of the most exciting news I had ever heard in my life, "We're going to Disney World!" Disney World was a far off land that I had only heard stories about, but never thought I could actually get there. Here I was, living the dream.
We got there and it was one of the best times of my life. It was exciting, fun, and sometimes a little scary. I got to fly on the backs of elephants. I got to fly with Peter Pan. I got to experience what it felt like to be really small, and what it felt like to be really big. I got to eat with Disney characters. I got to climb mountains and tree houses. I even got to visit the Disney World First Aid when I got sunscreen in my eyes. I got to meet Mickey, Minnie, Goofy, and so many more Disney characters. I was living the life. I even met a duck that panted like a dog. (and no that wasn't Donald Duck, it was an actually duck that hung out by our hotel) I rode a plane for my first and last time. When we came back it felt like I would never be able to go back. Florida just seemed out of reach.
Right before I moved to Lee University my youth pastor and his wife announced that they were leaving Maryland and moving to Florida to plant a church in a town called, North Port. A place that not even most Florida residents have heard of. The many members of our youth group and I were very devastated. But we came to terms, and they left. Spring break was coming up and I had to make a decision. Where was I going to go? Was I going to go home to my family and friends that I hadn't seen in a little over a month and a half? Or do I go to Florida and visit my youth pastor and his wife? The safe person inside of me wanted to go home to my friends and family who I had missed dearly, knowing that if I didn't I wouldn't see them for two months. The safe person in me said go home. I didn't have the money to go to Florida. I would be driving to a place I had never been before. It wasn't guaranteed that we would spend a lot of time with Brian and Jacqueline anyway. But I knew that I really wanted to go to Florida. I knew that that was where I was supposed to go. So I did.
I had a great time. I got to attend and serve at their new church which is now a spiritual home to many great residents of North Port. Their church was very inspiring to me, and allowed me to see the work God was doing. It was relaxing, and exactly what I needed. It got me motivated to be a part of God's ministry.
I got to go to the beach. I got to visit Sanibel Island, a beautiful part of Florida. I got to search for sea shells and spend time in the sun. I got to hang out with their amazing kids. I got something reading and work done.
I got to go to the beach. I got to visit Sanibel Island, a beautiful part of Florida. I got to search for sea shells and spend time in the sun. I got to hang out with their amazing kids. I got something reading and work done.
While there Jenee, someone from our home in Maryland that was serving and Brian and Jacqueline's children's pastor, kept introducing Brenda and me as the two girls from the Maryland-Tennesee area. I thought it was funny, but also very true. I was no longer just from Maryland. I had now made a home in Tennessee as well. I decided to instead call it the Marylessee area (pronounce Mare-la-see). I found that it was okay to be okay where you're at.
I feel like when we move away from home we go through so many emotions. At first we love it there. Then we really miss home. Then we get to a point where it's a little bit of both. We want to be in both places at the same time, but we know that we can't. So whenever we're in one place we're too busy feeling guilty and missing the other place. But being in Florida I found a peace of feeling happy and comfortable right where you're at. I was happy to be in Florida. I was happy to know that soon, but not too soon I'd be back in Tennessee. I was happy to know that after that I would be in Maryland. I began to fall in love with every place I was in.
Then a week after Spring Break I went to Smokey Mountain Winterfest to be an usher. I was nervous and the scared person inside of me wanted to say no. I wanted to say that I couldn't handle the responsibility. I wanted to say that it wasn't for me. I wanted to say that it wasn't God's plan for me. But I knew that was all wrong. God reminded me of something Pastor Brian had told me at the Premier Winterfest in Maryland. He told me that I should get involved with a youth group once I got down here so that I could go with them to Winterfest. Smokey Mountain Winterfest is known for being on of the best Winterfests around. Winterfest is a Christian conference made for the youth of our nation. It's a place for youth groups to come to and listen to Christian speakers and worship with big Christian bands. I knew that I needed to go. I figured what better way to do so than to serve. So I went. I said yes.
It was really nerve wrecking, but it was also really exciting. They didn't really give us much training. They handed us our buckets and sent us on our way. A girl from my hall, Baley, and I were in charge of an area with I would say about fifty, maybe a hundred people. I'm bad with guessing numbers like that. We were in charge of making sure they were having fun, collecting their donation buckets at the time of the offering, and bringing their money down to the correct area. Once downstairs we sorted out the money. I had never been around so much money in my life. We were also in charge of greeting everyone as they came in making sure they had wristbands that proved that they paid for this experience. It was the most fun, humbling, and insightful experience I had in a while. I saw people coming to the Lord. I saw miracles. I saw great speakers. I spoke to a member of the band. I saw the members of the bands just a few steps away from me. I saw great speakers. I had a great time, and would do it again in a heartbeat.
It was really nerve wrecking, but it was also really exciting. They didn't really give us much training. They handed us our buckets and sent us on our way. A girl from my hall, Baley, and I were in charge of an area with I would say about fifty, maybe a hundred people. I'm bad with guessing numbers like that. We were in charge of making sure they were having fun, collecting their donation buckets at the time of the offering, and bringing their money down to the correct area. Once downstairs we sorted out the money. I had never been around so much money in my life. We were also in charge of greeting everyone as they came in making sure they had wristbands that proved that they paid for this experience. It was the most fun, humbling, and insightful experience I had in a while. I saw people coming to the Lord. I saw miracles. I saw great speakers. I spoke to a member of the band. I saw the members of the bands just a few steps away from me. I saw great speakers. I had a great time, and would do it again in a heartbeat.
This all just comes to prove that the yes man project was a great thing for me. It got me out of my comfort zone, and got me to do great things that I never imagined I could do.