Destiny has been on my mind lately. Unfortunately, I am one of those folks who Destiny needs to bop on the head with a two by four for me to notice. Even then sometimes, I am not sure of what I see.
I have moved more than 30 times and most of those were to different locations in different states. I have learned to fit in quickly before opportunity passes. I no doubt have let panic guide my decisions, more than once.
In the midst of my self-created chaos, I have learned that if I seek God, he always shows up and offers peace in my heart.
This last move really threw me a kilter. Within weeks, we found a wonderful God serving church where we all felt comfortable. As usual, I started volunteering to serve. Volunteering has been my most successful method to integrate into a new community. I was totally frustrated and infinitely confused when I found it impossible to find steady volunteer work at my new beloved church. Conversely, my hubby who rarely has time to do church-work quickly found himself nearly stretched too thinly at our new place of worship.
So what was going on? I knew my church was God-loving-serving-worship and I felt like it is the most mature church I have ever attended. I know that I am spiritually more mature than ever. Why was I not meshing with the cogs of this new church? I wanted to serve there. I signed up for numerous jobs, but I was not able to do a thing except lend an occasional helping hand.
My mind toyed with rejection but I knew that was not the case. This was a church of God loving people. Even those who they “don’t like” are liked…if you know what I mean. My only conclusion was that God has other plans for me.
Maybe I have come to the place where God wants me out in the community with the church as my refuge. So I wondered what?
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