For over two years I’ve been compiling and editing a devotional book based on the sermons of John Wesley. I have often been overcome by feelings of insecurity about this project. Shouldn’t someone with a better grasp of Portuguese be doing this? What if I can’t find a publisher? What if no one reads it? What if…? What if…? And so on.
But every time I’ve been tempted to give up, the Lord has sent someone to spur me on. One week ago today I finished the first draft. Again, my insecurities kicked in and I wondered if all those hundreds of hours had been misspent. I was so unsure of myself that I didn’t even tell my husband that it was done.
That evening I popped into the neighborhood bakery to buy bread. As I chatted with the new manager, he suddenly looked me in the eye and said, “You’re the Methodist preacher’s wife, aren’t you?” When I nodded, he said, “I know a little bit about John Wesley.” I was so stunned at the direction to which our conversation had turned, that I blurted out that I’d just finished a book based on Wesley’s writings. “That’s fantastic,” he said. “I hope you’ll give me one of the first copies.”
So much for my insecurities! If God can send a random baker to encourage my heart, He can take care of all the other “What ifs?” Praise His name!