Last week I shared with you that I was still unsure about which Bible study I would be doing. I think I also shared with you that we are in the middle of finding a new church home.
Not a fun experience.
…at all.
As my adorably sweet hubby was just about to fall asleep, I decided to have a deep conversation with him.
What? Isn’t that when all you girls attempt deep conversations with your husbands?
Me: “Paul…”
Him: groggily, “hmmm?”
Me: “You awake?”
Him: “No.”
Me: “Are you asleep?”
Him: “Yes.”
Me: “Just falling asleep? Or totally, completely asleep?”
Him: Silence.
Me: “I’ve decided what I’m going to do about a Bible study.”
Him: “…and?”
Me: “I’m going to do a study by myself, here at home. I still have the DVD’s Celia gave me and the workbook for the Beth Moore – Believing God study. I have tried to do this study three times, I just need to complete this one Paul…from beginning to end.”
Him: Now wide awake..”You can’t do a study by yourself Joanne.”
Me: “Why not?”
Him: “Because you’re too relational. Why don’t you see if a few of your friends want to do the study with you?”
God knows my heart. He has placed in my spiritual DNA, the desire to love on the women and learn about His word together. Why wasn’t I believing God now?
So, the very next day, not-believing-God, I invited a few close friends. Friends that I knew weren’t doing a study right now. And to be completely honest, I figured no one would want to do this study with me. (Don’t ya just love my strong, unwavering faith?) First I felt sick to my stomach even asking, then I felt guilty inviting people -figuring they were too busy, didn’t have time for the daily homework, needed to be home with their family…you know the routine.
But, I still I hoped they would come.
…then I prayed they would come.
Guess what?
On Monday evening, there will be seven of us doing the Believing God study, here in my home.
I can’t even tell you the joy I have getting to do this study with some of the sweetest, most precious women ever.
And you know what?
I’M – BELIEVING – GOD!

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