I have been pondering my call to the world race recently. Reevaluating what it means to be called and what that looks like in my life. I have concluded that yes I feel called to go. I feel like God has me in this place to send me to places I have not been to and work in situations that are out of my comfort zone. I am comforted in this calling not by a loud gong or clear laid out picture of my future. But in a whisper. In a gentle voice from the Lord reaffirming me in the steps that I take as I prepare to go.
I feel like I doubt myself when I talk about what I will be doing and where I will be going. Not in a way that I feel embarrassed or unsure but in a way that at times this opportunity does not feel real. Like it is almost too good to be true. A chance to travel, awesome. A chance to serve the Lord, wonderful. It leaves me asking who wouldn’t want to do this.
Leaving me back to my initial thought, am I called to do this.
Yes I do believe I am called for this adventure. I feel like the Lord has orchastrated my life for this exact moment. For this exact opportunity. My excitement grows as we move into a new year and I realize this opportunity to go is no longer a thought or an idea but an actual plan.
To cope with my growing excitement and occasional doubt I continually have to rely on the Lord in all that I do. To cast my fears and anxities on him always.
