At a Night of Ministry with Kari Jobe & Christine Caine
Through each season of my life the Lord has been gracious
enough to gift me with the presence of people who have influenced me for the
better. This is a story of one of those
people.
After working as a pre-school teacher for a short time while
I was living at an inner-city ministry, I did what I said I would never do: go
to work for my alma mater. It wasn’t
that I didn’t enjoy my time as a student at Belhaven University. I didn’t want
to become an employee of the institution because so many graduates took that
route, and ultimately I didn’t see it as part of my calling: ministry.
For those of you who know me well, you know that my journey
to be in full time ministry has certainly been a winding road. Through each job, the Lord has shown me the
importance of understanding that even the simplest task can be ministry when we
are willing to commit our ways fully to Him.
I could go on for a while about that lesson, but I won’t now.
I didn’t quite understand why the Lord had me go back to
Belhaven to work in the admission office.
After much asking, He showed me.Her name is Morganne.
I was in need of help from a work-study student and was in
the process of interviewing new freshman students for the position. I had no idea how to interview someone who
was not that much younger than me, so of course my “interviews” simply became chats
about life. I wanted to know where they
grew up, what they were interested in, and what they were passionate
about. After I spoke with a couple of
students, I heard her in the lobby of the office.
When the receptionist told Morganne I that I was available
right then I heard, “But I’m not dressed for an interview right now! Are you sure?” in the best Wetumpka, Alabama
drawl.
Morganne rounded the corner to come to my desk and immediately
I noticed the massive arm sling and pillow like brace holding her shoulder in
place. “It’s from a tumbling
accident. I just had surgery… but I can
do whatever you need me to do!” Her
enthusiasm was contagious, and we certainly needed more of it in the
office. She was a very determined
freshman elementary education major and cheerleader.
After we discussed her babysitting job experience, I just
had an overwhelming peace in my spirit that the Lord sent her to me. We talked more, and then I asked, “So, when
can you start?” After working out a
schedule around her classes and cheer practice, it had been set.
Each afternoon Morganne would come help me with seemingly
meaningless tasks. But as she folded
mail for me and complied supplies for admission packets, we were able to
talk. We talked a lot! Many afternoons were simply spent with her
sitting with me at my desk.
In the beginning of her time with me as work-study, our
conversations were about freshman boys (one in particular), her weekend plans
with Sydney (the other one J),
and how her classes were going.
As our friendship grew, the Lord continually showed me the
importance in investing in Morganne’s life.
She has always been super cute, friendly, smart (gosh, don’t you hate
that?), but I feared that others didn’t see what I saw in Morganne. I wanted others to look past the cute
exterior to see how much He planned to use her for the Kingdom.
After just a few short weeks of knowing her, I knew
something great was going to transpire soon. But until then, I committed to chatting about
cute clothes and cheer.
Then it happened.
There was a huge shift in her priorities and the Lord allowed me to
witness it. Belhaven and being in
Jackson wasn’t about being popular or even well liked. Morganne’s sole desire became simply to know
God more intimately. After we walked
through her dating here and there, it always came back to the one guy she told
me about when we first spoke. Hamilton
was the one. She told me. And let me just say, that when Morganne has
something in mind, all systems are GO!
Her confidence in the Lord’s call on her life and on Hamilton’s was
inspiring. Rather than pursuing fleeting
relationships, Morganne’s heart was only seeking the Lord. When I would say, “Morganne, are you sure? Have you asked God about this? Y’all are such good friends.” Morganne would
simply say, “Yep. I just know I’m
supposed to wait. I’m going to be Mrs.
Hamilton Harper.” That same zeal
encouraged me as Joseph and I first started dating. “Syd, this is a date!” “Morganne, we are just going to dinner to
catch up. I want to hear about his
summer in Africa.” The next day I had to
tell her she was right.
Nine months after Joseph and I started dating, we were
married. And my sweet Morganne and her
best friend, Sydney, drove from Alabama to support us and help at the
reception. Morganne’s relentless
encouragement towards us still means the world.
Sometimes “God things” don’t always make sense. Morganne never questioned Joseph and me after
we were engaged just eleven weeks after we started dating. “When you know, you know, Syd!”
Morganne with me minutes before I walked down the aisle |
As my time at Belhaven ended, I’m blessed to say that my
relationship with Morganne didn’t. We
endured the effects of almost going into a GiGi’s Cupcake sugar coma together,
and made time to hang out when we could.
Joseph and I have watched Morganne become a woman with
purpose. When she invited us to hear her
share her testimony in front of her peers at church, I knew the mission of her
life wasn’t simply to teach children and encourage others with her bubbly
personality and her “everything happens for a reason” mentality. Her life’s aim became influencing people for
the purpose of showing them a better glimpse of the Kingdom of God.
Morganne has chosen joy despite difficult circumstances she
has walked through. That contagious joy
overflowed to Joseph and me when we were walking through infertility, then our
miscarriage. She opened up her apartment
to serve us and to love us well during those difficult days. She’s prayed and warred in the heavenly
places on our behalf. She’s both laughed
and cried with us when we needed it the most.
Through it all she has continually helped me refocus my perspective.Celebrating at Morganne's wedding shower when I was VERY pregnant with Ada |
Today as Morganne celebrates another birthday, I celebrate
the gift she is to me and so many others.
I celebrate her willingness to confidently proclaim what the Lord has
shown her. I celebrate the courage she
has to stand out. And I celebrate the
story the Lord has given her.
Morganne meeting Ada for the first time |
Part of her story is that what she declared as a freshman
student came to be. I was honored and privileged
to stand with her as she became Mrs. Hamilton Harper. Their wedding ceremony was nothing short of glorious. It was a true testament of my banner “at just
the right time”. Hamilton and Morganne
are world-changers, a couple driven by the purpose of the Lord, and ones filled
with an inspiring faith.
Oh, glorious day! |
Morganne, you have taught me more about steadfast faith than you can ever know. I never imagined that the Lord would allow our relationship to go so far beyond being a work-study student, but I am honored that it has. You have reminded me of the importance of simply being kind to everyone. You are a precious gift to me and my family.
Happy birthday, my dear! You are so loved!
Celebrating the Harpers! |
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