ministry, purpose and passion
I think God has been shaping me for ministry since I was 15 months old
that is when my first brother entered the world
I have been practicing taking care of people since then
watching over them by choice
being assigned to keep an eye on brothers and cousins
being annoyed by people
feeling responsible to keep them safe
thinking I had to make them happy
sharing willingly
refusing to give them their due (good and bad)
sometimes helping myself to what is rightfully theirs
(my mom tells me when she would give me two cookies, one for me, one for my brother, I would take a bite out of his-of course, even at two and half my main concern would have been to make sure it was good and okay for him-right?)
At times,
by turns,
and not always in the following order
I have been unsure of what my ministry is or should be
I have been confused about how to fulfill my ministry
I have embraced my ministry
I have rejected my ministry
I have done it well
I have failed miserably
I have wondered if I have a ministry
I have ministered because I want to
I have ministered out of a sense of duty
with apathy
with enthusiasm
with dread
with concern
on purpose
on autopilot
by accident
by carefully making and carrying out a plan
haphazardly
half heartedly
zealously
My family and sharing in/being part of their ministries have been my ministries for so long that when the kids grew up and moved on, and then when Bill died I was lost. Confused. Unsure. Scared. Bewildered. What would/should ministry look like now?
While I was at Ruth's something clicked in my mind.
I found some clarity.
It made me excited to come home.
I have people that are MY people.
I have a ministry that is MY ministry.
caring about others
listening to their stories
sharing their joys and sharing their sorrows
teaching what I've learned about Jesus
loving out of the love I have because I am loved by Jesus
these are my passions
these feed into my purpose
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