I couldn't sleep last night. My spirit was really on edge. Someone told me today that my two posts last night (Healing and Ten Ways to Hear God) were unintelligible garbage. Evidently I need to apologize for making my readers read unintelligible garbage. I apologize. I was very restless... I couldn't wait for this morning @ CFH.
The services went off without any technical problems. It's been a while since I've been able to say that. Praise God. We needed a smooth service.
Today just felt good. My wife and I were discussing it earlier. CF Homestead is fun. We've got a great group of volunteers, and I will never be able to express truly how much they are appreciated. I came in with a green, unexperienced crew and they truly do shine, adopting to changes in procedures and parameters practically every week. BTW this was our eleventh week of services at CFH. Not that the number is important. It just doesn't feel like eleven weeks.
I've worked with churches across this country, and CFH is the first church that feels like a mission field. There's a vibe on the campus. An excitement. A desire. An expectation. Every week we wait for God to show up. Every week we pray for lives to be changed. Every week we work to create an environment of worship to help people Connect to God. And every week we are fortunate enough to see the fruits of our labors blessed by God. God, thank you for the harvest.
Video Teaching, for the first time ever, worked on both Palmetto Bay and Homestead Campuses without any problems. You have no idea how much of a stress relief that is. We have been FREAKING OUT over this, and having the bugs worked out may in fact allow me to start growing hair again.
Rick preached on the Beatitudes "Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God." The one glitch we had today was Rick's mic didn't work when he started teaching. (Evidently there is an inset switch on the beltpack that turns the gain that pads the gain up or down. When we tested the mic an hour before everything was fine. When he gets up to speak, that inset switch was switched to -10db, and Rick was not to be heard). Normally this is panic time. He putzed around with the pack for a second, and then called out "uh, Jeff, what do you want me to do?" I bolted for the stage wondering how we were going to continue if his mic didn't get fixed. Since I've heard his sermon twice already I honestly did have the thought "Well, if the mic won't work at least I know the material well enough to preach it." Thankfully, the sound techs fixed the problem in a very short time, and the Homestead audience laughed as we tried to show them "how many idiots it takes to get a mic to work." Thank God you didn't get to hear my version of Rick's message. It would have looked awfully silly to have me introduce my grand-daughter to the audience during my opening illustration (after all, I am only 29).
God, thank you for giving me a calling in life. Thank you for giving me an opportunity to fulfill my calling. And thank you for letting me have fun while I'm doing it!
First off I read your two points and found them to be very insightfull. I have been there! I read Revolution, yes I am a revolutionary. Second again sorry for the "mic" situation. One thing I have learned in 47 years of life is that once I make a mistake, I'll make sure it does not happen again. Yes CFH is fun, even when you don't "feel" like setting up or tear-down, seeing those 3 people come forward on Sunday and knowing that in some small way we helped in that process is awesome. Again thanks Jeff for what you are doing and who you are. Although you may not know it yet you have a friend for life.
Posted by: Oscar Roque | 2007.05.07 at 11:36 AM