"Usually that's just how it happens, I blog what I'm thinking about."
That's what Sarah Foster said last night while standing in the kitchen washing dishes. It got me thinking. I asked myself...what are you thinking though...really?
Here's what's running through my mind currently.
It's my last week running the feeding program. If you know anything about my time spent here then you know I've been doing this since the day I arrived on campus...well almost, but since January fo sho. I started out on fire for what I was getting to do. However, slowly but surely, I began to get tired. It's a ton of work! Physically feeding 863 kids a day is no small feat.
Still, the Lord's calling me higher. Higher than cutting pizza and making bags. Higher than just spending an hour a day out on the street getting to know these kids. You know, the kid's who have a panic look on their face when you run out of bags because they truly don't know where that night's dinner is coming from. That's a different story, though.
What's higher look like? I'm not sure. I do know that it means switching over into spiritually feeding the kids here in the inner-city. Yepp. Next week I start my work in 'Children's Ministry'
And I'll be honest, physically feeding these kids is going to look like a cake walk compared to the barriers the Lords going to have to tear down in the process of my next season. Why do I say that? My whole life satan has convinced me that even though I have something to speak up about no one will listen...or they'll make fun of me... because of the impediments I've had in my speech since childhood. You talk to fast, you mumble, you have a lisp, you blank on stage(not a speech impediment but it happens.) There's some serious spiritual warfare going on with satan trying to keep my mouth shut and God, the Ultimate Victor, bringing forth a well of living water out of my inner most being.
So what will I do? Go. Proclaim the good news of the Gospel to...currently...the children of St. Louis...and eventually....the nations.
On another note, let's talk about the nations...and life after the Dream Center. I can confirm that what many of ya'll have spoken over my life with missions and foreign lands is something the Lord is also bringing about in me. He hasn't definitively laid out His plan of where or how or when but peace has come over my spirit about the whole ordeal. Not just peace but joy as well. I can't wait to get to doing what He's put in me to do. Which by the way... I know what it is He wants me to do. Again not specifically like He's given me all the answers but as a grand picture... a grand hazy picture.
Every time I think forward to the future and what I feel Him prompting me to do it brings tears of gladness and thankfulness. Surprising because I'm not even all that emotional of a person! Thank you Lord for choosing me and entrusting me with what you've called me to do. The best part is how even with all I've envisioned about the future, He's going to do immeasurably more because it's His power I'm walking in.
Anyways, I didn't mean for this post to be so serious. It is indeed what I'm thinking though after I weed through all the random song lyrics and other odd things that go through my head.
So that's where this leads me. Following Gods calling to the Dream Center is by far the best thing I've ever done. He's doing so much in me here that I can't even begin to put it into words.
The most beautiful thing about this whole grand hazy picture is that this is just the beginning.
(p.s. lemme give a blog shout out to Foster, ya'll should check her's out. sarahannfoster.wordpress.com)
