I arrived at the church at 8:00 a.m. and was assigned to usher that morning. The section that I was assigned to was near the entrance that faces children’s church. I looked at the window and saw a mass of people. Parents were in line for the registration of their kids to enter the children’s church and to also receive a free Christmas toy. As the people enter, they were from all nations that came. A few people came to me and asked if there were closer seats. People came expecting and hungry for the things of God.
Watching the crowd of people entering for the service and filling up the seats was such a blessing. People were getting touched by the presence of God. When the invitation came for the altar call, I looked at the crowd of people and saw hands going up in every section. They ranged in age from the littlest child to the oldest person. When they were asked to stand, people stood and came forward. A large number of people came to surrender their lives to Jesus. Many that came to the altar that morning were the result of someone going out and knocking on doors during the week and Saturday outreaches.
The glory of God touched these individuals’ lives. Many walked towards the prayer room with smiles on their faces, rejoicing and praising God.
The month of October I lost someone very close to me. I stopped leading people to the Lord like I normally did during the week. A month later I prayed to the Lord to place a passion for the lost in my heart. I would go out on Saturday outreaches but the passion wasn’t there. What ministered to me the most was seeing the people answering the altar call. The Holy Spirit touched my heart when those people were going to the prayer room. I sensed that I need to be determined to go out again and lead people to the Lord.