According to Dictionary.com, the word “journey” is defined:

1. a traveling from one place to another, usually taking a rather long time; trip: a six-day journey across the desert.

2. a distance, course, or area traveled or suitable for traveling: a desert journey.

3. a period of travel: a week’s journey.4. passage or progress from one stage to another: the journey to success.

My definition definitely leads me “from one place to another”. I began my “journey” in January, was slow to get moving, and even now still have far to go. However, as it is no secret, it seems fitting to go ahead and formally announce the next stage in life God apparently has for me.As is the case with most good stories, I didn’t see it coming!

It was early January of this year, and my mom and I were visiting my sister and brother-in-law, Lisa & Zach, to await the arrival of my precious but not-very-prompt nephew. It was during that time of great anticipation (emphasis on the great) that Lisa got it in her head to tell me about this job opening at a ministry. Her cousin-in-law (is that a word?) had been with this ministry for some time but was leaving, and some reason Lisa thought I’d be perfect for the job.

Mistake #1: Never listen to an expectant mother. Especially at 41 weeks.

Revive Our Hearts is a ministry I was very familiar with and loved, but it was no place for me! I was perfectly content teaching music lessons, and the 96-year-old I’d worked for now for four years seemed as sprightly as ever. Besides, it was up north!

But since this nagging feeling wouldn’t go away despite myself, I decided I’d at least pray about it. So for the next week I did, and although I sincerely wanted to find out why this thought lingered, I’ll admit that often my prayers went something like this, “Lord, this strange idea has stuck in my head and I don’t know why. It’s crazy. It’s dumb. I don’t even want to do it. So if you don’t either, please just take it out of my head so I know it’s not what you want for me!”

And so He did.

I came to the “conclusion” that although on the surface it might in some ways sound nice and grand, it simply wasn’t for me. I had way too many responsibilities back home to go gallivanting off to work for this ministry. But thanks, God, for the reminder to set my priorities straight, and always seek You! That was a good lesson!

The end.

Mistake #2: Never tell the Teacher when lessons are over.

ONE MONTH LATER…

It was a brisk, cool morning one Tuesday as I walked into Precepts class. I was minding my own business as always (ahem), and was by all appearances perfectly ready to delve into God’s Word, presumably to listen and to heed–at least, that’s the idea, after all, of attending a Bible study–but not at all expecting God to actually speak, much less convict!

Mistake #3: Don’t study Hebrews and then be surprised when the Word actually is a living and active, two-edged sword!

At some point in the class, our leader said something along the lines of, “listen for God’s voice…be ready to step out in faith…obey Him when He speaks…”, and for whatever reason, what should pop into my mind but “Revive Our Hearts”! What?! Where did you come from? Didn’t I settle that already??

Perhaps I did and perhaps I didn’t.

(Continue here to Part 2)

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