🙌It's the Friday Call to Worship!🙌

We used to sit next to Uncle Lindsey on the front row at church. He and my husband often huddled, head-to-head, in prayer. Every Sunday at church and Friday after the Call to Worship, Uncle Lindsey would tell me what he was going to do when he got out of his wheelchair. He couldn't wait to glorify the Lord with his healing. The man had a plan to dance, and no one doubted he would.

Uncle Lindsey shared his life story with me a few years ago. He was "living the dream" in his early 30's, when he caught a virus that led to brainstem encephalitis. On the heels of an international business trip, with a second baby on the way, Uncle Lindsey was given six months to live. He lived much longer yet remained severely physically disabled. He contended with darkness, grief and anger over the losses, physical pain, and limitations he endured.

God met him in his hardship. Uncle Lindsey said, "After my illness, God gave me a vision of myself as strong enough to help others." He thought that meant he would walk and speak clearly again. But Uncle Lindsey eventually realized he was missing his purpose by waiting for it to look the way he thought it would. "There comes a point in your life when you have to start giving back regardless of your situation..." He spent the next 25 years serving in a local hospital and enveloped in his church community. The longer he lived, the more he couldn't wait to get out of his wheelchair - not to run further, faster or have a break from dependency. He wanted out of that wheelchair for the glory of the Lord.

Uncle Lindsey once lost everything he had. He chose to believe the vision God had for him, and he lived an incredibly purposed life. This week, Uncle Lindsey finally got out of that wheelchair. He is dancing down the streets of heaven in the fullness of the glory of the Lord. Well done, good and faithful servant.

Listen to Mercy Me's "I Can Only Imagine".