Written on
3/31/2012 whilst at a women’s conference in Plano, TX
All these
speakers kept talking about a calling and who feels stuck. They are
talking about me. I have a calling but I’m stuck. I see people all
around me fulfilling their destiny but I don’t know what mine is.
I’ll admit,
I wasn’t too excited about this weekend. You know, another women’s
conference where I’ve heard it all before. However, from the first
speaker, my heart became soft. She said, “There might be a dream that you
have to go back to.” I’ve had so many dreams throughout my life but only
one of them has been fulfilled: a husband who loves Jesus more than he loves
me. So what other dream am I supposed to return to? A teacher? A
singer? An actress? A missionary? A speaker? I know the ballerina ship
sailed when my love affair with Little Debbie Snacks started.
I’m in a bit
of turmoil. One thing I know is that I need to go back to the place where
I was certain God was working. I don’t know how God is going to get me
where He wants me but I’m becoming willing to do and go whatever and wherever
He wants me to.
However, I
must steal a sentiment from my brother: God, whatever You want me to do,
please, please tell my husband.
Jesus is
better.
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