It's interesting how nervousness actually builds as the day draws near. Just when you thought it can't get worse, it does. There's a war waging in me. One camp wants to take Steven on his offer and let him do the talking. On the other hand, I don't like the idea of chickening out and I'd rather bulldoze my way through.

Actually, I'm pretty sure the bulldozers won, and God permitting I'll be up there talking this Sunday. My only worry is my speech. When I'm nervous I shoot off words faster than Steven's cars, so I'm going to have to constantly remind myself to speak s-l-o-w-l-y. And to arh-tee-kew-late.

Ok. I need to destress. Oh wait - my laptop's dead so I can't play games. NOOOOOOOO.

But I exaggerate. I don't deny that I'm nervous. However I think this is a season of me learning to trust God to use me despite my aversion to hundreds of people hearing me speak. I mean I just led a character study at CG. And after this Sunday, I still have to preach at the Youth Services. Oh the horror.

They weren't kidding when they called it public ministry.

posted by NEB at 9:45 AM

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