Rob the Robe?

I found out on Saturday that someone went to church recently because of my blog.
Praise God!
The person in question didn’t go to MY church, but that’s a pretty trivial technicality in the grand scheme of things … I suppose.
My friend Brad Huebert, who is pastor at Dalhousie Community Church, gets regular plugs in my blog — largely because I like to listen to sermons on my iPod and his are some of my favourites. He told me on Saturday that someone came to his church recently, as direct result of my blog.
And since he mentioned it, I’ve been racking my brain trying to imagine which of my readers — all of whom are friends, family and acquaintances, I think — might have given Brad’s church a try. I have a few theories, but I confess I’m dying to have them confirmed or refuted.
Therefore, if you’re the DCC visitor (or better yet, member-to-be), I’d love to hear from you. Which blog entry was it that tweaked your interest in Brad’s church? What did you think of the service? (I’ve never gone to DCC myself; I belong to a great church called Holy Trinity Anglican.) If you’d like to satisfy my curiosity, send me an email at robpetkau@telus.net.
But as I type this, I’m not sure if I’m committing a bit of a faux pas here. Do I have any right to ask these questions about how God is working through me without my knowledge? When that diseased woman touched Jesus’ robe and was healed without him even knowing, the robe didn’t ask about it; Jesus did.
If I’m the robe in this analogy, do I have the right to ask for more information?
If this blogging thing gains steam — as it appears to be doing — I hope to be Jesus’ robe many, many more times. But if that’s the case, I ought to come to terms with the fact I don’t always get to know how God is using me.
Help me sort this out, Jesus.
Peace be with you.

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About robpetkau

Communications professional by day, amateur musician by night, worship leader (at Holy Trinity Anglican Church in Calgary) on weekends and aspiring Bible teacher in my dreams. Grateful husband to the woman who completes me. Doing-the-best-I-can dad to the son and daughter who keep me on my toes. Striving disciple of the GodMan who came, taught and died for me. Thanks for stopping by!
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