I finished my Illustrated boards (for a speech with visual aids) the night before I left for this tournament at 4:45am. I memorized the first point in the car. The second point came together the day before the tournament started, and I attempted to memorize the third Thursday morning...which didn't work. I read from my script and it was 13 minutes and 52 seconds long (the "max" is 10 minutes). Last night, in the shower, I managed to finally pound it into my brain.
This morning, for round two, I stumbled my way through it without my script. It wasn't too dreadful, but it certainly wasn't what it ought to have been.
Then God decided to show off. I so love it when He does that. I can't even describe the third round. I felt like God was standing there, whispering my lines to me. The boards cooperated, the judges were responsive and I was, once again, stunned by what God can do when we have nothing to give.
That speech was not memorized. I kid you not. It was barely, very roughly, sort-of-kind-of, maybe could be considered memorized. Like, I should never have competed with that. That certainly didn't stop God, though.
Honestly, I'm not just saying this, I could car less if I do well. I won when those judged were writing down the websites that I ask them to check out. I won when they were shocked, nodding along, and laughing at the funny part. I won when I came out of the room and knew that it was God; I did nothing!
"But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you,
my power is made perfect in weakness.”
Therefore I will boast all the more gladly
of my weaknesses, so that the power of
Christ may rest upon me."
~2 Corinthians 12:9
Over and Out,