I know it has been a hot minute since the last writing binge. The days grew shorter over the winter. I promise..they did. Between the increase in work hours and the decrease in light during the day, this winter was a long one.
When I last wrote, I was on my way back to college. To a university I had attended 32 years ago. I was seeking to finish what I had started that many years ago. Unfortunately, the school refused to accept the credits they once accepted those 32 years ago. No matter how much I fought, even to the top of admissions, would allow them to accept those credits. So…I did not want to retake 70 credits over again. I pulled the emergency brake and cried and screamed at God. I was very frustrated. How could God call me and not provide a way? I spent sleepless nights showing God the problem and I walked and prayed and then I grew very very silent. I began to listen.
In this listening process, I found something I needed. A boost to my own self worth. How? Through the job changes. I had ended my work at the church doing the book keeping. I was actually unemployed for a week or two. Then a beautiful job opened up. Not only was I a book keeper, but I was Operating Manager. I was pulled into a key role. Guess what? I did remarkable well. This job provided for my physical needs. However, My spiritual needs were lacking. My Bible study group became a life line. I left each group night leaning into the Word..straining to hear to the whispers. I spent time traveling with Jesus through the eyes of John…listening to Him speak to the disciples…Speak Lord…speak to me..your servant listens.
However…the days passed at an intense speed. I began to rail at God — again—-WHAT ARE YOU DOING??? THIS is not where I am supposed to be!!! I stopped listening….For several weeks, I made my request known to God. Repeatedly. Show me — What did I miss? — What do I do?? All of these types of questions rolled through me.
Until I heard the WHISPER — yes it came as a whisper. I have always believed in one major thing — Family first. God has always honored that. So I leaned on that. And one family member popped up in need. This need has opened a door for me to follow. One more time the WHISPER of the Spirit of God is calling me forward. Packing up…one…more…time.
All that I own will fit one more time into the back of my vehicle and I will move again. I will be taking some work with me. However the biggest is I will get my education credits to do hospital chaplaincy. For that I know God has designed this walk.
On the winds of change
On the winds of tomorrow
Whispers are heard
On the certainty
The God who whispers loves me