Renewed power of prayer.

     Tonight was the first time I have ever given a club talk.  I gave my talk on the story of Zacchaeus and how Jesus made a point to spend time with him.  If you know me at all, you know that one of the last things I would enjoy doing is being the center of all attention in front of 120 high school students.  But tonight, that is exactly what I did.  For the past four weeks I have been in preparation and constant prayer for this night, due to the fact that I knew I would most likely suck at it.
     I whole-heartedly believe that it is because of that prayer that my talk went even remotely well.  High schoolers sat and listened to me talk about Jesus for 10 minutes and I hope and pray more than anything that someone left changed.  That they all left changed.  Not because of what I said but because of what God laid on their hearts while I was blessed enough to be able to be the one delivering Jesus' gospel.  I was FREE to do things and be things that my natural self is not.
     Prayer has a renewed power for me tonight.  I am in no way qualified to do what I did.  But because of this blessing of a ministry that God has given me, I was transformed.  And that is what prayer did for me.  God did that for me. Ptl.