Last Friday, during prayer, one of my friends quoted Proverbs 25:11. “Like apples of gold in settings of silver is a word spoken in right circumstances.” Immediately I had to look up the address and write the verse in my prayer journal. When my friend prayed these words, she was speaking them over the Church, so we would be bold in talking about our faith. I can say from experience that some of the most meaningful words have been words that challenged a choice I was making or an action I was implementing. At the time, I did not appreciate the confrontation, but once I was able to push past my wounded feelings, I recognized the benefit of listening. I will give you an example that makes me laugh my face off now. When I first started teaching, after the class, a lady walked up to me and said, “Don’t worry. Beth Moore was bad when she started too.” Although I think the comment was uncalled for, I will admit that was the beginning of the journey for God to teach me how to tell a story. I was a health care worker that charted just the facts. That one moment in time was when I determined I was going to dedicate myself to learn my new calling. So, if someone speaks nasty words into your life, don’t just mentally stomp off and reject them. Ask God if there is any truth located amongst the mean. For me, I do believe it was that Genesis 50:20 moment. What Satan meant to discourage me, so I would quit; God used to develop a new opportunity in my life.
The other day, God reminded me of a story. When I was teaching in the old mission building, my classroom was the library. I loved the big tables that we could join together as we discussed God’s word. Then I had to move over to the men’s side of the building and teach in one of the classrooms. It was your standard room with conference tables. At the time, I felt the setup cold as I was way upfront from the ladies “teaching.” My director permitted me to join the tables together to make it more intimate. Since I was having trouble with my legs, she told me I could leave the tables joined together for the guys to put the room back together. She forgot to tell the guys. One day, a man came storming into my classroom and yelled at me. “You will put those tables back,” he demanded. I looked up and slowly said, “No.” He screamed again, “Yes, you will.” I again replied, “No, and if you have a problem with that answer, you can talk with my supervisor.” The look on his fa...
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