Continued from before....
Suddenly, gifts, calling, freedom, mission all began to swirl around inside of me until I thought I was going to explode. (not literally, of course.)
I believe all Christians are "called", meaning that God has gifted all that follow Him, and designed us to fulfill his Kingdom purposes through us. Everyone.
But the calling isn't about a title or an obligation. It should be a mission that is burning beyond simple duty. It's unquenchable. It's undeniable. Yes, it can be avoided, but avoiding it leaves a scar of dissatisfaction that never truly heals.
The "mission" is calling me. Not a job. Not a place. Not a title. I'm being drawn to a mission that is just now coming into focus.
Perhaps that will mean a job serving in a church. Perhaps it will mean living a Kingdom life while in a job outside what we consider "the church." But, as McNeal writes, "the venue provides a platform for the leader to pursue a life mission. The venue is negotiable; the mission is non-negotiable."
I get the sense that God is drawing me to a mission that will feel much more natural and free than youth ministry ever did. And that's saying something.
What am I doing? Yeah, I don't really know yet. I'm just trying to be obedient, nothing more, nothing less. I've learned that when God says "move", one really should move.
I'm not chasing a ministry job. I'm finding my mission!
So, if someone asks me "do you know who you look like?" hopefully the answer will be
"someone whose spleen is talking to them!"
Next Post: "Charred"
No comments:
Post a Comment