the play.

The Lord really, really worked a mighty work tonight. At least through my eyes He did. This week was kind of a heavy week for me. And what I mean by that is that some weeks are very light. And all I focus on is God's goodness, and everything seems to be going perfect.

But this week was heavy. And I think it showed a little bit. I mean, I was very out of sorts at Lang's last night, and I already blogged about Thursday's awkwardness. It wasn't that I ever doubted God's love and acceptance of me, as I am. I think it was simply that I don't like the fact that I sin.

And I know that it's my choice to sin, since I'm dead to sin and it has no dominion over me. But I chose to make a bad choice or two this week. And it's kinda heavy sometimes.

Anyway.

About two hours before the play, I was so out or sorts that I wanted to crawl in a hole and die. I was sitting at the desk I used for the play, and couldn't take it any more. Everyone else was working, and I was just sitting there, doing nothing. So I left. I left thinking I was going to fail in the play and would ruin it all.

And it was all because of two bad choices I made this week. I lost my confidence because of them. And all I mean by that is that I began to think that if I couldn't make a basic choice in my own life, why would I be able to act in a play?

I went and slept in the Spanish auditorium. In the time I spent asleep, the Lord worked in my heart. When I woke up, Scott Newton was coming to get me, because it was time for the final rehearsal.

As we walked to the stage, all I could think about was Philippians 1:6-That God's going to do all the work in my life. And that's when I realized that I had been making the choices and doing the work, and not letting the Lord make the choices and do my work through me.

And at that point I decided to turn it over to the Lord, and let Him work through me.

I think the play went pretty well. The music was out of this world. I mean, it really was amazing.

Something that really touched my heart was the line:

This is our God: Love, sacrificing. And I realized more that God really did sacrifice for us. And I knew that before, but I never understood it as well as I now do.

Two hours before the play, I thought it was going to be awful, that we'd get a few pity amens and that'd be it.

I think it was quite the opposite.

Pray for Spain. Pray that the Lord would raise up missionaries and native Spaniards to take the gospel to the millions of lost souls in Spain.