Three weeks ago, I planned my lesson for Special Gathering for this last Sunday. We are a ministry within the mentally challenged community. Our purpose is discipleship and evangelism of this important populations. As part of the teaching, I wanted to have our members make get-well cards for two people who are in the hospital.
I was a bit leery because the Bible study teachers at Special Gathering are possessive of the time spent with their class members. They don’t like to share. This, of course, is a good thing. However, I try to not interfere with this half-hour when they are teaching the Word to their students.
It seemed like a good idea three weeks ahead of time, but as the Sunday approached, I became more and more apprehensive. In my mind, I settled on a plan to let the teachers take the members of their classes into their respective rooms and have them do the cards as class units.
When I arrived at First United Methodist Church of Melbourne, which graciously hosts our Sunday morning chapel services, the campus supertindent met me at the door. In a bit a frenzy, he reported, “Your Special Gathering Bible classrooms are completely filled with things that will be sold next Saturday at the rummage sale. I don’t know what you are going to do for classrooms.”
I smiled, clutching my get-well cards to my heart. “That’s great. It seems God had other plans for today.”
It isn’t often that the Lord clearly breaks into our lives, helping us to understand that He walks before us and directs our lives. However, when a coincidence is too supernatural to be ignored, even the greatest skeptic must agree that the Lord does indeed help, direct and guide our lives.
I can hardly imagine how difficult this concept must be for our members who are mentally challenged and may even wrestle with other disabilities. On the other hand, they seem to grasp these difficult principles with the gusto of an anxious toddler. Perhaps, they are more blessed than we can ever imagine.