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As I've mentioned in previous posts, I used to work with Child Evangelism Fellowship all over the city. I led clubs myself, but I was also a helper. Mainly, I was the puppet guy.
I had a little African-American puppet named Tyrone who was on loan for the summer. I had so much fun with him! He liked to do an imitation of Michael Jackson complete with sequined glove and black hat. Once, he did a Karate Kid imitation wearing a white karate outfit. Mostly, he just sang songs (badly), and joked with the kids.
One day, I went to my mailbox at the church. Technically, it was the mailbox for the youth ministry...but that was me most of the time, so it was my mailbox :) Anyway, there was a flyer for a Puppet Ministry School in the mailbox. How cool.
And, they were going to give away a professional puppet!
I prayed a very quick prayer, "Lord, we could really use that puppet in the ministry, but make sure that it goes to the folks who need it the most. And Lord, I'm only asking this once, so if it's for me, I'd like to have it. Thank you."
Weeks passed, and eventually the day of the Puppet School arrived.
There must have been 300 people there! I was sitting in the front row (because I'm a geek, and always sit in the front row; a good habit that I developed in school). We were all holding on to our tickets until the the give away at the end of the night. When the time came, they brought out a pretty girl puppet. They drew a ticket from a hat, and ...
It wasn't mine.
Yep. That stunk.
But I had asked the Lord that they give the puppet to the ministry that needed it most.
"There are so many of you here today, that we have decided to give away a second puppet."
Really!?!
And the puppet fella walked over to ME, and stuck the hat right in front of me.
"Draw a ticket."
I did.
"Please read it loud enough for everyone to hear."
I read the numbers out loud, and smiled.
"It's my number," I said.
He didn't believe me. I showed him my ticket alongside of the other one. It was mine.
I was so excited! My first real answer to prayer. A professional puppet with break-away legs, and they even threw in a pair of puppeteering bracelets and sticks so that I could move his hands.
I named him Isaac because he came to me through faith.
Isn't the Lord awesome?
I had a little African-American puppet named Tyrone who was on loan for the summer. I had so much fun with him! He liked to do an imitation of Michael Jackson complete with sequined glove and black hat. Once, he did a Karate Kid imitation wearing a white karate outfit. Mostly, he just sang songs (badly), and joked with the kids.
One day, I went to my mailbox at the church. Technically, it was the mailbox for the youth ministry...but that was me most of the time, so it was my mailbox :) Anyway, there was a flyer for a Puppet Ministry School in the mailbox. How cool.
And, they were going to give away a professional puppet!
I prayed a very quick prayer, "Lord, we could really use that puppet in the ministry, but make sure that it goes to the folks who need it the most. And Lord, I'm only asking this once, so if it's for me, I'd like to have it. Thank you."
Weeks passed, and eventually the day of the Puppet School arrived.
There must have been 300 people there! I was sitting in the front row (because I'm a geek, and always sit in the front row; a good habit that I developed in school). We were all holding on to our tickets until the the give away at the end of the night. When the time came, they brought out a pretty girl puppet. They drew a ticket from a hat, and ...
It wasn't mine.
Yep. That stunk.
But I had asked the Lord that they give the puppet to the ministry that needed it most.
"There are so many of you here today, that we have decided to give away a second puppet."
Really!?!
And the puppet fella walked over to ME, and stuck the hat right in front of me.
"Draw a ticket."
I did.
"Please read it loud enough for everyone to hear."
I read the numbers out loud, and smiled.
"It's my number," I said.
He didn't believe me. I showed him my ticket alongside of the other one. It was mine.
I was so excited! My first real answer to prayer. A professional puppet with break-away legs, and they even threw in a pair of puppeteering bracelets and sticks so that I could move his hands.
I named him Isaac because he came to me through faith.
Isn't the Lord awesome?
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