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Your Promises Remain

To tell this story, I would need to back up to Christmas 2017. I was still going to my previous church then, and had really felt God pulling me to help out with Angel Tree. Angel tree was an outreach that helped kids get gifts for Christmas. This program didn't need me at all. They had plenty of volunteers. Nonetheless I felt God pushing me to ask. I reached out to the coordinator and asked to be involved with all of it. She gave me some lists with names and I made some calls. I remember talking to a woman who told me all about her brother's story. See it was her nephew that was to receive a gift. It could have been my brother's story. It really touched my heart. I thought God must have wanted me to see the need in a new way.
I reached out to the coordinator and let her know I really wanted to do every part of the angel tree. I won't go into details except to say that I didn't get to be a part of anything else that involved angel tree because I didn't live close enough. I was very upset. I was very confused. Why would God have put this in my heart to serve in this outreach and then shut me out? I prayed on it, slept on it, and then threw my hands up. Fine God. I don't see what your point was, but you are God and I am not.
I told God that I wasn't going to ask to be part of angel tree the next year. Then something happened. The coordinator left the church to go help out at another. I still didn't say a word to anyone. I got an email from the pastor. He asked me if I would consider being coordinator of angel tree! I was scared because I didn't get to be involved much the year before, so I didn't know what to do, but I was mostly excited about the blessing. This must have been God's plan! He must have put it in my heart because He wanted me to do it the next year! Another twist was around the corner that would throw me into confusion all over again.
A few months after I accepted the role of angel tree coordinator, God was leading me out of that church. That was one of the most confusing times of my life. I chose to trust God and follow, even when I had no idea what His plans were. I was very sad when I had to give up angel tree, but if I was going to follow God elsewhere, I had to be all in. I remember just asking over and over what sense it made. How can all of this work out to me giving up a blessing that I was sure came from the Lord? I chose to have faith that no matter the outcome, it was God's perfect answer.
I officially became a member of Trinity Chapel on November 11th, and was asked on November 12th to take over their giving tree! I couldn't believe it! I should have known better. God doesn't take away blessings. God's character is consistent, no matter what my situation is! James 1:17 says "Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change." God is changeless. He is faithful to His promises. Looking back on the whole thing now, I am in complete awe. You see when God put it in my heart to volunteer for angel tree, He had plans for me that I couldn't see. He already knew I would be in a new church that needed someone to coordinate it. All I needed to do was follow Him. All we ever need to do is follow Him.


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