The girl on tour

To all the Masters Commission staff, interns, and students who came to Michigan on tour throughout the years.
You made a bigger difference than you thought.
The first year you came there was a 13 year old girl, she looked at you and decided that she was going to be an MC someday, you introduced her to her aunt because you didn't realize that she was related to your host mom. She didn't mind, she thought it was funny. She watched you as you did your dances and she listened to you as you spoke and she knew that someday, that would be her.
The second year she saw you come she knew once more. Now she was 14 and she followed you wherever you went. She almost fell out of a porch door and you caught her before she hit the pavement, she was very embarised and didn't even thank you for saving her face from driveway, she simply ran away quickly to pretend it never happened. But she listened closer than before and watched you as you did work parties around her church and once more she was awakened to that desire to one day be in the Masters Commission.
The third year you came she was 15, she wasn't about to go following you around by this point, she was too cool for that by now. But she found herself moved to tears by your dances and she really didn't know what to do with herself. You prayed for her and gave her encouraging words. She clung to those with all her might throughout the next years. She told you that she wanted to be in the Masters Commission one day and you told her that that was a decision that she would never regret, she remembered those words throughout the rest of her life.
The fourth year she was 16 and she was confused about her identity, she thought she had to be cool so she wouldn't let you help her out of vans or even off of the stage; she fell off the stage and rolled her ankle. You wrapped her ankle in an ace bandage and prayed for her. She felt so alone as she watched her friends having fun with you without her, and then you came and you sat by her and talked to her and she felt much more loved. She was with you as you did your ministry and she even played soccer with you on her swollen ankle. She just wanted to be around you because you were in the Masters Commission and she sensed something very different about you, something real. More than ever she longed to be in the Masters Commission someday.
The fifth year you came the girl was 17, she didn't have too high of expectations because she figured she would never be as close with you this year as she was last year. But still she watched you do your dances and she got prayer from you for her family since her aunt had just died and the funeral was right before you arrived. She went on a mission trip the day before you left and she didn't get to say goodbye to you. But she was so thankful for the way you loved her and you gave her a prophetic drawing, the first time she had ever even heard of such a thing.
The sixth year you came she was planning on going into the Masters Commission that year and she had gone through some very hard times when she had been far from the Lord. She didn't know how she would get money and she was so afraid that if she didn't go to the Masters Commission this year she might backslide worse than before. She came in late on sunday and sat in the back of the sanctuary, she saw you and she heard you, but all she could think was "Oh Jesus, please let them see me, let them pray for me!" Then you approached her and you knelt next to her. "Do you need prayer." She exploded with emotion and she didn't even know your name, there was just so much inside that needed to come out. She was dealing with so much shame and suicidal thoughts. You could relate! You shared how the Lord had saved you from all she'd been going through and more. You prayed for her to get money and your kindness was never forgotten. She decided that she wanted to know you the rest of her life and that she wanted more than ever to be in the Masters Commission.
The seventh year you came she was hope-deferred. She thought that she would be with you by this time but she wasn't, she hadn't gotten enough money the year before and so she'd had to wait. She wasn't even sure if she wanted to be in the Masters Commission anymore. She had friends here anyway and why would she leave every friendship that she'd fought so hard to get to go to a place where she didn't know anyone? She would rather get a boyfriend and just forget the whole dream. And speaking of dreams, the only ones she knew were nightmares and she couldn't even sleep at night. But she still followed you and she worked alongside you in your work parties and she went to your ministry times. She listened to you as you boldly stepped out one night and said into the microphone "I have a word for someone who has experienced a lot of disapointment, who is that?" She shrunk in her seat because she knew it was her, but never in a million years would she admit that infront of her friends. You continued, not too discouraged "Well, whoever you are, the Lord wants you to know that He hasn't forgotten you and not to give up hope, He still has a plan for you. Come up to me later and I'll pray for you." She didn't go up to you later, that would be too wierd. She simply felt ashamed that she was too afraid now to recieve prayer from you. But you loved her anyway and you spoke to her with encouragement. She went on a walk with you around the church building before you left and she decided that it didn't matter what she was leaving behind, she had to go and be in the Masters Commission. It was now or never, she didn't want to make any more decisions that she would regret, so she made the decision she would never regret as she remembered your words from long ago.
Now that girl has come to the end of her two years in the Masters Commission, she got to experience freedom that she didn't know was possible and she learned more than she ever thought she would about the Lord, and life in general. She has been through a lot of hard times and a lot of amazing times. Now you would hardely recognize that girl in Michigan on tour, because she isn't the same person anymore. She has experienced growth, and the love of the Lord every day to a all new level. She never would have gotten what she got in the Masters Commission anywhere else. It was obviously the Lords will that she be here these two years. Thank you for participating in the Fathers will. You played a part in that girls destiny. She never would have come to the Masters Commission and been so changed by the Fathers love, if she hadn't known you and if you hadn't loved her the way that you did.
I am that girl who saw you year after year, I would always watch you do your dances and I would always look for your encouraging words. Year after year I would build with you and every year I would cry as though heartbroken when you left. And now at the end of my intern year in the Masters Commission, I want you to know that you were right, it was a decision I've never regretted. I know now that it's more than just a year, it's more than just years, I've enrolled in THE Masters Commission, to forever be completely living for the the Lord.
Thank you for the impact you made in me. Thank you for being obedient to the Lord. Thank you for loving me.
If you never saw me, and if you didn't know me, that's ok, there are so many others like me. I know because I've been on tour twice now and I've met the girl more than once. She sees us year after year and every little word, every single smile, makes a difference in her life. Even if she doesn't come to the Masters Commission, she has been changed forever, the Lord has touched her through you. Be encouraged and continue to be used by the Lord.