Uncertainty and the Kingdom
One of the most common questions I get as a friend, mentor, and someone who is continually changing places is “Where should I go?”, “What should I do with my life?”, or “What if I miss what God wants me to do?”. Usually I laugh.. because I ask the same exact questions. Yet, the more that I continue to walk arm in arm with God, the more I’ve wrestled with questions like this. The more they actually become less and less about locations and time, and more about the deeper things of life. Passions, callings, purpose, dreams. Actually, the more I ask those questions, the more I come out on the other side believing that knowing for certain what I should ‘do’ or ‘where’ I should go isn’t really the right question (and not that there is right and wrong, but you get what I’m saying). My friend Dan Baumann…Continue Reading
Confession: I’m not good at going slow (which also means I have a tendency to be impatient). I‘m one of those ‘all-in’ types or the ‘go big or go home’ kind—probably had a lot to do with trying to keep up with older brothers and not wanting to be the pansy little sister. I would also call myself someone who can ‘get the job done’. Give me a task and I’ll make sure it gets accomplished (and probably with a little extra flair). I was told once that we need to be historians. We must remember both our history with the Lord and the History of who he has shown himself to be.  So maybe that’s why it’s hard for me when I feel like the Lord speaks something to my heart, or gives me a little extra insight into my life and the things to come. Sometimes I get in…Continue Reading
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My story is probably similar to yours. I grew up in a small rural farm town in the middle of iowa cornfields. I have three big older brothers who are both my protectors and pests and a mom and dad who’s greatest goal is to get me to graduate from college and married. My grandparents live close and I see them on all major holidays with the rest of my aunts, uncles, and cousins. I got good grades and mostly stayed out of trouble, and when it was time, I moved away from my safe and close knit community to go to a university in the “city”. Like I said my story is similar to yours—just maybe swap out the Iowa part, because not very many people are from there. Most of my life I secretly dreaded this day—I hated the attention The only thing that might be different is…Continue Reading