As i lay in my bed, dreaming peaceful calm dreams having an amazing sleep, i am suddenly awoken by the sound of my alarm. In a confused state i pick up my phone to see that it is 330am. I often ask myself why the heck i get up at this time sunday after sunday, its currently 459am and im waiting for aaron morgan to pick me up, and it hits me nowish every sunday morning that the reason that i get up at this time of the morning every sunday isnt so that i might recieve blessing in the form of muscles, or that i might get noticed by Ps John, or even that i might receive blessing from the Lord. The reason i get up at this time of the morning every sunday is so that someone might come to know God in the 10am and 530pm service, sitting side stage in a 10am service seeing people get right with God suddenly makes all the tiredness all the pain, all the frustration and sometimes anger go away. in that moment no words can describe the joy that i feel because something i have done has made a difference.
Its the biggest honour to serve God and know that people are getting impacted by what i do. its funny i always get told that ill see my reward in heaven but i legitimately have already seen it.
no word of a lie, this made me teary. (dont judge me)
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