And I will very gladly spend and be spent for you. – 2 Corinthians 12:15

This past weekend I was spent.  I wasn’t spent because I had a million things to do and tried to accomplish them all . . . I was spent spiritually.  You know the best part?  It was wonderful.  It all started when I was playing music at the Tavern at Windsor.  There was one lady there who a while back actually requested for me to play something by All Sons and Daughters.  At the places I play, I get a lot of requests . . . but never a request for All Sons and Daughters.  I played “All the Poor and Powerless,” and “Brokenness Aside.”  There weren’t many people on that patio, but I sure felt the Lord right there with me as I sang those song for Him.

Saturday, I helped with Mt. Freedom’s Fall Festival.  I set up my music stuff and just sat and played songs for the Lord.  I treated it like it was just me and Him for a couple of hours and I was playing with Him and for Him.  No fireworks or anything like that, just a sweet feeling of hanging out playing music for my Lord.  In between my sets, I was playing my praise and worship list.  There was a lady there who asked me about the artists on my playlist.  I told her names like William McDowell and Eddie James.  I could tell she was excited to check them out.  It was all so simple . . . I just felt like God was moving.

Sunday, I preached at 10:30 and 4:00.  The 10:30 service was so powerful.  By the time I prayed at the end of the service, I just did not want to leave the presence that I was feeling.  We had communion, and after the service a man from Alabama, and a man from Georgia came up and told me what the Lord spoke to them through the message.  My mind was blown.  I couldn’t believe how the Lord had used me all weekend.  I went home and crashed.  I got up and prepared for the 4:00 service.  There were only 6 of us, but we had a conversation about what it looked like when each of us began to follow Jesus.  We prayed for each other.  I prayed with each of them . . . I was spent.  I was spent, yet I left so full.  Even sitting here right now, I have a million things going on and I could easily let them overwhelm me.  

I’m spent . . . yet I am full.

Lord, the more I learn about Your kingdom, the more I realize I’m clueless about Your kingdom.  The way up is truly down.  The way to be great is truly to serve.  I’m not even going to act like I know what I’m doing, but I’m sure thankful for this past weekend.  I’m thankful for this moment right here, right now . . . a moment where I appreciate You and love You as much as ever.  The fact that You would reach down from Heaven, clean me up, and use me for Your service is nothing short of miraculous and wonderful.  I know I will end this prayer; I will take off to work, and at some point, I’ll get all wrapped up in my job and other worldly junk.  I will not think much about You.  But right now . . . right here in this moment . . . I’m so thankful.  Amen.