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Priscilla Shirer: You’re Right Where You Need to Be (Transcript)

Here is the transcript of Priscilla Shirer’s sermon titled “You’re Right Where You Need to Be” which was delivered at Lakewood Church.

In this sermon, author and Christian media personality Priscilla Shirer shares stories of finding treasure in what we already possess throughout this episode of Praise on TBN. She advises that we need to manage our ministry well, trust God’s timing, and recognize that we already have the power and authority necessary to fulfill our calling.

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TRANSCRIPT:

So Jerry and I, my husband and I, we’ve been married nearly 20 years now. I can’t believe that, and we have three sons that we are raising. They are giant. They are giant, y’all. My 15-year-old is six foot two inches tall. His 14-year-old brother is six foot two inches tall. Their nine-year-old brother is coming up right after them. They are some big boys, and one of the things I do for these boys, in fact, you should know that my full-time job is feeding the boys. That is my full-time job.

I am trying to figure out any which way I can differently to cook chicken for dinner every single night, just like y’all. That’s exactly what I’m doing. So we just do sports and everything with the boys. They’re growing up so quick. So one of the things that I have done since my oldest was five, I started when he was five, I went to Ross Dress for Less in the backhand corner, left-hand side.

There is one row that has books and journals and those sorts of things. I went and I grabbed three journals, hardback journals. They were just little — with the little spine, spiral spines, nothing real fancy. $4.99. I picked one for each boy. I’ve had it ever since my oldest was five, and at that age, I started to record a journal for them.

I do not write in it every week or every month, or even just on a regular basis. It’s just when something happens I don’t want to forget, or they say something that’s really interesting, or I see the hand, the handiwork, the fingerprints of God in their life in some way. I kind of write it down.

My goal is to have a collection of writings and thoughts and love letters, really to my boys, about their life that I hand over to them when they’re, you know, mature enough to appreciate. Or better yet, I might just hand it over to their wives and say, “Girl, this is what you’re getting yourself into right here.”

And because my oldest will be 16 next month, I was looking through his journal and came across a story from when he was five. I read it with fond memories because it was the little journal entry I put in there about him losing his first tooth. He’d wiggled that tooth and wiggled it. He couldn’t wait for it to come out.

And the reason he couldn’t wait for it to come out is that we had told him that when your tooth comes out, the tooth fairy will come. She will come and she will replace the tooth with a treasure. So he could not wait.

Finally, the tooth came out, and that is my boy still to this day that has never been eager to go to sleep. But that night, he dove into bed at bedtime. He could not wait. He put the tooth underneath the pillow, laid his head down, and he was trying to go to sleep, but every three to five seconds, he would look under the pillow to see if anything had happened.

Finally, he did fall asleep. We let some time pass and then about three o’clock in the morning or so, the six-foot-two, 250-pound tooth fairy that I sleep next to every night, he got up, went upstairs, and replaced the tooth for a treasure.

In the morning, I knew when Jackson, and at the time we just had Jackson and Jerry Jr., I knew when they got up, I knew I could hear it. I could hear the excitement, the squeals, I could hear the stomps on the floor. I could hear the eagerness and enthusiasm because the tooth fairy had come and left the treasure. They bounded down the stairs into the room. Jackson’s fists were both clenched closed. He ran up to me and said, “Mom, the tooth fairy came, she left me a treasure.”

I said, “Buddy, let me see what she left you.” Opened up one hand and it was a package of gummy bears, which was a big deal at the time because that was his favorite snack. He opened up the other hand and it was five dollars.

Now, I don’t know what happened when y’all were growing up, but I grew up in the days of dimes and nickels. Can the church say amen? So, you know, I’m trying to be excited for the boy. But really, I’m annoyed about this whole five-dollar situation. And my husband can see that I am troubled. And, you know, if mama ain’t happy, nobody’s happy.

After Jackson left the room, Jerry came over to me and he said, “Priscilla, don’t worry.” He said, “Do you remember that last month was Jackson’s fifth birthday?” He said, “Do you remember that we had all of the family over? Still to this day, we do that when one of the boys has a birthday, we invite the whole clan over grandparents and cousins and aunts and uncles. Everybody comes to celebrate.” He said, “Do you remember they all came? Most of them had cards and in those cards were five-dollar bills.”

He said, “Do you remember we took all those five-dollar bills and we put them in a birthday drawer in the kitchen?” He said, “This morning at three a.m., I went right inside that birthday drawer.” Dave Ramsey would be so proud of us.