(I also never expected that someone so well-known would be so lovely, kind, and considerate of the people around her. Truly, she and her assistant Brandon were unbelievable to work with. No exaggeration at all... I felt like we could be real life friends.)
Through a series of miraculous, and slightly stressful, events last Wednesday- I found myself promoted to being the backstage director of dressers for Betsey Johnson's show. Not bad a gig for my first time doing such a large event. I oversaw the transportation of Betsey's line... the unpacking and organizing of her backstage area... I assisted in the model fitting... I worked closely with her assistant and other members of my MFC team to ensure that every detail of her show was set and ready to go. Not only did I find myself in this honored position with all of these incredible responsibilities, but I was also personally asked by Betsey herself to pray a blessing over everyone involved in the show before the girls hit the runway. She usually does a champagne toast with her models to celebrate before the show, but this time she stood on a chair, introduced MFC and asked me to pray before their toast! After we said "amen" she lifted her glass to the sky and (adorably) exclaimed, "Cheers God!" then they all sipped their drinks and filed onto the stage. She said afterwards that she wished our MFCers could work all of her shows because she felt like she was in heaven. What a compliment for a group of mostly uneducated and inexperienced young people!
Anyway I am not saying all of this to boast in myself, though I can acknowledge that it is starting to sound like that. I am saying it because I spent all day in bed sick yesterday. My throat is sore and I could hardly sleep last night because I felt so yucky. I still feel like there is pressure on my lungs that I'm not sure how to get rid of, and I should be starting my period soon which will be sure to add some extra zest to my fiesta.
So how is this information relevant?
Well... its important to me because it is a sweet reminder that even after an incredibly successful week.... I am still just a little person in the hands of an Almighty God. I'm no different from anyone else. I can't control my health, let alone most other things in my life. As I laid in bed yesterday feeling mostly helpless, I couldn't help but thank God for being so big. It is humbling to realize that at the end of the day, any sense of control that I have is just an illusion. Yes, what happened at Fashion Week LA was beyond anything I could have expected. Yes I tried my best, and so did my team. And the promotions we received and the favor we experienced were enough to leave me speechless at times... which is hard to believe considering all the words that float around in this head of mine!... but truthfully none of the glory goes to me or any of the other people that worked alongside me. The fact that we had strength in our bodies, health in our bones, joy in our hearts, and peace in our minds is a testimony of God's presence with us. Everything that happened backstage was not because I am awesome or my team is better than anyone else, it happened because the God we trust is real, and His faithfulness is beyond our comprehension.
Last week He gave me health, new opportunities, and favor with people like Betsey Johnson.
This week He is giving me rest, vitamin C, and the opportunity to reflect on all He has done.
His story. His glory.
My joy is to be a part of it all.