It matters not what I want to do. What’s utterly important is what God IS doing. And trust me… I STILL have a laundry list of ‘I-don’t-wannas…’, but that doesn’t stop God from moving and it doesn’t stop me from serving.
One aspect of this opportunity is the request to submit a journal entry to the school regarding my experiences each week. I’ll be sharing those via this blog as well. If I censor portions, I’ll let you know, but I plan to share with you my full truths. Enjoy that! I can’t always share, and won’t always be allowed to. Ask whatever questions you have as a result. Here goes…
In case you missed it…
I went LIVE on Facebook to share with you all the things that I’ve been doing. Most of you are reading and following along, yet you may have missed the point of this all. If you’ve started on the blog, by now, I guess you understand the fact that I’ve relocated. Everything else could be quite blurry, SO!
I visited the Smallest Church in America. I thought this very appropriate considering the journey I am on. Making sense of it all means honoring the expectations of my first church… myself. I must embody fruitful righteousness with(in) me prior to extending that goal and lifestyle to others.
I moved to a space in life where I must find benefit in the casual things… in the breath-taking, time-extending benefits of the journey that God has placed me on.
Today’s church has a need for placement whereas today’s world has a need for access. We limit access when all who are welcomed are not called and all who are called are not welcomed. In God’s great scheme of things, what’s the difference? What’s most important?
I am here. FInally. Finally, in a place, I’ve always wanted to be.
Finally, in a place, I’ve longed for over many years. Finally. I am Here. Where God called me to be.