Time to go to work

I’ve been drafted into duty.

I’m not going to war, but Dad just called and said I’m preaching on June 24th.

Time to buckle down, dive in, and listen to what God is saying to me. I guess I’ve been feeling this was coming for awhile, and to a degree I was getting frustrated. Because of my frustration, I can honestly say I’ve been into the Word as much as I need to be.

Why was I frustrated?

Liza and I made the move to Living Word because we felt God leading us there. In my heart, I could see me working a lot closer with my Dad than I have been. We made the move in September and I’ve only read one poem since then.

Just one.

Sure we started the couples group, and we’re involved with the worship team, but I really felt I could “part time” speak on Sundays.

Sunday after Sunday passed and I saw person after person in speaking roles. I kept telling myself to bide my time, but then someone else would get drafted. I was really wondering why I was at Living Word because I was being used a lot more at the much bigger church in Bethesda.

The frustration led to a lack of ideas and desire to write. I was having a hard time developing ideas and topics for the bible study.

Yet, I’m not one to bulldog my way into a role either. I believe when the time is right, God will open a door and we have to run through it. I don’t believe in ramming the door open. When that happens, it probably isn’t God’s timing.

Anyhow, Mom and Dad are going to be out of town on June 24th. I knew he would need someone to speak, but it was sounding more and more like he would be choosing someone else. But my prayers were that I wanted an opportunity, and June 24 would be a great opportunity.

God still hears prayers.

Now I just need to hear Him on what to talk about.