Sooo, I've had to make a decision quickly to haul myself off to Camp Arnold to be the Craft Director (in Washington div.). Not, however, without many hours of prayer, thinking, consulting, weighing in the course of 3 days. I'm leaving quite a bit behind here, though I can see where the LORD has put people in place to replace a number of things I'm leaving behind, but have realized also, that I can't possibly weigh properly what blessings I am going to. I'm also thinking that I'd rather be able to say "maybe i should've stayed, but I'm glad I'm here, and I know the LORD will use me" rather than, "Well shoot, I should've gone" I don't know when I'll have the opportunity to get out to that coast again after all and not really making a decision essentially makes a decision to not go.
I'm reminded during this time, of a dream I had long ago. I was sitting with my bike on the side of the road in pitch black, darkness, hardly able to see an armslength in front of me. Sitting because I couldn't see the road ahead to continue, and asking...,
"LORD, what do I do? I can't see where to go."
"You have to trust in me and start pedaling and I'll steer for you."
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