by Kit Hinkle
For God gave us a spirit not of fear but of power and love and self-control.
I usually write early on Sunday, but this weekend I had special plans away from home. And while my plans kept me so slammed busy that I wasn’t able to post anything this morning, now that I’m back home, I wanted to write the one word the Lord put on my heart to share with you, sisters— permission.
You have permission to step out, in a Godly way, to impact this world in a way only you can.
This weekend was so easy for me to pull off, because it was exactly up my alley as far as events I like to arrange.
My oldest turned 18, and I decided to surprise him with a weekend with his friends at a small villa at the beach—yes, a cold weekend, but who cares? These were really great Christian friends who just wanted to pal around and let my son know they love him.
As I planned it, I had complete confirmation in my heart that it would be fabulous. It would honor God, and He would be right there with me as I chaperoned seven teenagers by myself for an overnight.
… but there were naysayers. I had someone trying to place doubt about it. It stung for only a moment, until I regained my footing and remembered that sometimes the world struggles with seeing a single mom stepping out in life without a husband. I had to remind her that I do have a Husband, and because I walk carefully with Him, and because the families of all the kids who are going trust me, the weekend will go well.
And it did.
The victory is only His. The weekend was beautiful. The teens surprised my eighteen year old by covering him in silly string and then putting him in one of the cars without explanation as we took off for the beach.
We had pizza on the boardwalk. They did a “polar bear” run into the cold ocean waters! They went swimming in a heated pool with 50 degree temperatures outside! They put a sombrero on his head and I served up a tex mex dinner at the villa. They put on a funny goofy birthday talent stunt for him that had us all laughing, and the boys wrestled and goofed around the villa for the evening. They watched a movie and then crashed.
I served up eggs and bacon before sunrise, and they held their own church “service” by the ocean. They played backgammon and a hysterical teenage party game. We drove into Charleston and shopped at the markets. Then we stopped at a Zaxby’s along the way home, and they finished the weekend with a bible study on Luke 9.
Did I need permission from the naysayers? No.
I get my permission from the Lord.
Sisters, I didn’t want to finish my Sunday without sharing with you. The Lord allowed you to be without a husband, but not without a purpose.
Listen to Him and use the gifts He gave you to impact the world around you. I’m so grateful these seven teens got to experience God’s grace in spiritually sound friendships during a weekend that just may have been defining in their young Christian walk.
As I say goodnight, I pray that you too will have stories to share about listening and acting on God’s instructions in spite of the worldly opinion that a woman without an earthy husband can’t accomplish what He decides she can accomplish!