I wouldn’t choose to be here. I love this town, don’t get me wrong. I love these people. I love my church. I love being close to my family & getting to watch my nephews grow & go on dates & eat snow cones & play baseball. I love it here. I just don’t want to be here. The Lord has really been pushing me to grow in contentment. I just finished my first month of ministry partner development (fancy way of saying raising prayer & financial support) and I’m moving forward step by step. That’s my problem. I’ve always been more of a sprinter. A friend’s email from the mission field today (the place I think I’d rather be) reminded me of a little sign my mom bought me. It says, “Grow where you’re planted.” It really convicted me to find contentment in this process. Sure serving the military in Colorado will be fantastic, but I’m missing the mark if I don’t make the most of the opportunities for ministry to be done right here, right now.
Got to have a pretty cool conversation with an older man named Dennis today at Panera. He must have noticed my Bible on the table & asked what I did for a living. Since I LOVE what I do for a living, I told him all about Military Ministry, then sat & listened as he recounted the last 2 years of his life with his son’s battle against leukemia. Please stop & pray for Dennis & Derick right now. Derick’s lung capacity is only at 10%, but the doctors have told him that if he’ll try harder at physical therapy, he can have a huge recovery. Instead he has all but quit going & lost his hope. Please pray Derick will find the strength & discipline to choose life & pray that Dennis will find encouragement through his friends at church. I love it when God puts strangers in our paths, only to find out they’re our brothers & sisters in Christ, in need of a little tlc. Best hour of my day. If I’d only slow down to listen more often…
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