Scene One: It is fast approaching time for church elections of new board members at my branch church. I have served two prior times on the board, already have a number of meaningful, time-consuming jobs at church, and I do not want to be on the board. We are a church in the middle of thinking about restructuring, and I simply do not want to be involved in this aspect of church. I am sure that God knows the church board is not my right place.
Scene Two: It is the morning of the meeting for church elections. I rise bright and early and begin sneezing and coughing. I have toyed with the idea of just not going to the church election meeting because if you don’t go . . . you can’t be elected! All day at the school where I work, students and faculty express concern for my ill health—the horrible cold I have “caught.” I am miserable. On the drive home I agonize: Should I go or not go to the meeting? How can I go to the meeting? I’m sick. Self-will is in the driver’s seat and I am sneezing along for the ride.
Enter: the Christ. God communicates to me in a way I can understand. The angel thought comes, “You are the King’s daughter, always in your right place, always glorifying Him in everything you do. Of yourself you do nothing, plan nothing, think nothing. Trust God.” The light goes on. The clear, calm thought comes that I am truly a willing servant of the one Mind—forever obedient to God’s will. The sneezing, coughing—all the cold symptoms—like a faucet, have been turned off. I sing the rest of the way home in the car.
