Things have been so busy that I don't know quite when the weather changed or when I lost track. All I know is now that I have had time enough to think straight it seems that everything changed weeks ago and now it is my normal!
I love the rain. We don't get a lot of rain in these parts and we've been blessed with over 2 inches of rain in the last week. It has been cold too. The mountains are covered with snow. I have been in sweaters, socks, and shoes once again. The only transition that I don't like is the socks and shoes; I much prefer sandals and bare feet. But the crisp, wet air has been refreshing and cozy. I am ready for a long, hard winter if that is what is in store. And if you recall The Infestation it just might be what we're headed for (and yes, we're catching mice left and right in our traps).
Now on to The Call.
A few nights ago I was reading in my prayer journals from last year. Last fall I was praising the Lord for bringing me out of the summer season and into the fall. I was weary, frazzled and in need. I was ready for some change, rest and something different. I read prayers of hunger; I wanted more of Him. I continued to read and realized that much change and transition did take place last year. My prayer continued in wanting more, wanting to be used by Him, but knowing I would need to patiently wait.
This past spring I was aware that I had moved into a time of rest. God gently spoke to my heart "don't miss this time of rest by being too eager for what's next or you will regret it." So I stopped and took in the rest that He was giving me. I didn't allow myself to feel guilty for being under productive; I ate it up. I blogged. I rested. I watched movies. I hung out. I enjoyed it immensely and realized that I was enjoying it so much that I may never want it to end!
And He was gracious in allowing it to end so fast that I didn't really notice it...until my new normal of The Call had taken its place. You know some transitions are better slow, and some are better fast. I am thankful for 9 1/2 months to prepare for a new baby but rip the band aid off and get it over with! This was a "band aid ripper" kind of transition. It was just best to dive in.
And I was ready. I was refreshed. I was energized.
What is The Call? Well, among all of the other busy things going on there is one thing into which I have been investing much energy and time. This is what I have been waiting for. What I feel God told me would happen months ago and yet He didn't say when or what.
This summer I was invited to become the coordinator for the new midweek children's programs in our church. After prayer and discussions with The Prairie Daddy I said "yes!"
This role has taken much, much preparation to get ready for our launch that is this Wednesday night. I have been enjoying the networking, creating, collaborating, learning, connecting, organizing and developing that this project required. This is my niche. This is my forte. This is what energizes me. I am a starter. I am an administrator. I am a networker. I love this stuff!
The Lord has been tremendously faithful and trustworthy in providing everything needed for this program. He has surprised me time and time again. When I originally looked over the new curriculum plans and put on paper how many people it would take to put this together I gasped when it would be best to have 18 leaders! But they only had about 10 last year! Oh no! I tried to revamp things so that we could get away with only needing 11. And as of a week ago today I had 4 people committed.
But we serve a big God...He invented big! And I know that I can ask. And ask I did.
As of today there are 17 of us with one more considering it. And 9 more willing to help out when needed. THAT IS 26 PEOPLE! Wow. I am just in awe.
This is just one example of the faithfulness of the Father.
So if my blog posts are sparse for a little while it might be because I am getting used to the new things on my plate. However, getting something started takes the most amount of energy and I am thinking that soon I will settle into a nice weekly routine (that is if the ranch and the rest of life quits throwing us curve balls here, there and everywhere!). I will hopefully be continually sharing more about what I am learning and witnessing as I sit in the passenger seat of The Call with the awesome driver, Jesus.