I was talking about how God has chosen to join us in the crossroads and intersections of life and what this means for us. I began sharing the impact this has had on my life in 2010. I told them that on Feb.3rd my sister, Jenny, sent me a text that she was running a fever of 105. We exchanged a few text messages and the last one I received from her, it was actually the last coherent conversation I would have with her, was Jenny telling me that even in her sickness, she was praying for our home to sale and for us to find a great place to live in inner-city Memphis. I told the kids that on February 4th she went into the hospital and was immediately placed in ICU.
One thing I realized in this moment was that if you talk about a sick sister in ICU, you get every one's attention. :)
I talked about this for a few moments and then I said, "On February 22nd, she breathed her last breath."
I never expected what happened next.
Someone yelled out, "We love you Jenny!"
Then, the place started clapping and people began yelling:
"We love you."
"We were praying for you."
"You are loved."
"Our church was praying for you."
I was stunned. Shocked. Frozen.
It was moment in which the grace of God rushed over me.
I'll never forget it.
Malaya was baptized last night at Bammel Rd. As soon as I get pictures, I will post a few.