Thursday, February 18, 2010

I think I see it moving...

So for the longest time I feel like I've been waiting and waiting without knowledge of the next steps and without a "significant" way to serve. It's funny (or not) how we think that being entrusted with our children's spiritual development and the care and feeding of our families is somehow less significant than any other thing we could do. How wrong we can be! And God impressed that upon me. Myministry starts in my home. And still things have begun to move in other directions as well. And this may be a common experience but it seems to be moving in a lot of directions at once - more than is humanly possible to manage without the mighty hand of God in the middle of it.

Saturday, February 13, 2010

I keep asking questions

It just is the way God made me. My mom confirmed this a couple of weeks ago. I have always been inquisitive and that seems to be the way I learn. I question most things and don't take a whole lot at face value. I've learned to warn people ahead of time that I'm not trying to be disrespectful or challenging them personally. I challenge ideas and if I can't ask the questions, I feel like I will somehow bust open. "Discover your uniqueness and learn to exploit it in the service to others." I don't remember where I got that from, but it's a quote I have hanging on our computer monitor. I wonder how my insatiable need to question can be used in the service to others :-)

Anyway, I've been asking "God"... "so is this call you gave me a literal one?" Will we (my family and I) plant churches in general? Will we really open the coffee shop and bookstore in Winter? Will we be missionaries and plant churches that way? Will we plant a church that serves the homeless? I haven't previously mentioned that God has given me a "burden" for the homeless, meaning I feel passionately for them. It's the problem of society that can bring me to tears. Some people love animals, some save the whales, some work to help everyone get an education - for me it's the plight of people who've ended up on the streets. And I've come across a few churches lately that serve the homeless. So only God knows...