In 2008, my birthday was on a Sunday. My Sunday group at that time had a young couple from Brazil, a young couple from Germany, a young couple from South Korea, a married couple of an American husband and his wife from Vietnam, a woman from Belgium, a businessman from Japan, two young men from Congo, a young woman from Ukraine, and three young people from India.
They were busy students that weekend preparing a surprise for me. Their plan was to be in the room with the lights off and yell surprise as soon as I walked in at 9am.
Only one problem- one of the young men from Congo, Olivier. I had a meeting at 8:25 at the church, so I asked Yoshio from Japan to pick up the two young men from Congo. When I arrived at the church at 8:20, Olivier came out to the parking lot, shook my hand, and took my book bag and carried it in for me.
As soon as I saw Olivier, my first thought was, “why is Olivier here at 8:20. He came with Yoshio. Yoshio is always about 5 minutes late.”
It did not take me long at all to figure out what was going on, but trying to be a good teacher when I walked in the door and they yelled surprised, I acted surprised. I did not want my friends to feel bad. One of them came up to me after class and whispered, “Were you really surprised?” I just smiled.
Memories like this one are ones we treasure for years. We remember the people, place, and everything that happened.
Do you know who remembers all of the things you have done for him? God. Hebrews 6:10 says:
God is not unjust; he will not forget your work and the love you have shown him as you have helped his people and continue to help them
God remembers everything little thing we did to love him by helping his people. He remembers things we have forgotten. Even something as little as helping someone with a ride. No action performed out of love for God and others is ever forgotten by God.
The following year, there was no attempt at a surprise. But we still had fun. 🙂
Thank you for reading. God Bless.
10 thoughts on “Story Time- A Surprise That Was Not a Surprise”
I think that’s the beauty of age. It is the memories we’ve made along the way, the time spent with sweet friends and family.
So true if only age didn’t come with the aches and pains lol
So beautiful 😍
Sweet story! Such a beautiful multi-cultural group. 🤗
It was a fun group 🤗
Hmm…is June your birth month? If so, Happy Birthday!
Yes it was June 8. Thank you 🤗
you are so funny.loooool
Thank you 😊