Sunday, February 1, 2015

I Didn't Choose This

I didn't choose this. This special needs ministry. I've never daydreamed about what it would be like to one day be a part of a ministry like this.

God chose me.

Have you ever heard the theme to Gilligan's Island? In the first year, it only listed a few names, "...the millionaire and his wife. The movie star, and the rest! Here on Gilligan's Isle!" I'm one of 'the rest.' On TV last week, they were announcing the Seahawks and said, "Lynch, Wilson, and others..." I'm 'the others.' Very few people know my name. I don't light up a room when I enter. People don't wait for me before starting the party.

Still, God chose me.

This special needs ministry is growing. It's expanding and changing and maturing.

I'm just trying to follow Him. Step by step. Each day. The next thing. I try not to look beyond the next thing.

I'm afraid of what I might find.

(Our old room. Today we moved to a room twice this size.)


Nan said...

Blessings, blessings, for having the courage to follow God's call. What you write reminds me of a prayer by Thomas Merton: “My Lord God, I have no idea where I am going. I do not see the road ahead of me. I cannot know for certain where it will end. Nor do I really know myself, and the fact that I think that I am following your will does not mean that I am actually doing so. But I believe that the desire to please you does in fact please you. And I hope I have that desire in all that I am doing. I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire. And I know that if I do this you will lead me by the right road though I may know nothing about it. Therefore will I trust you always though I may seem to be lost and in the shadow of death. I will not fear, for you are ever with me, and you will never leave me to face my perils alone.”

Caz said...

I don't know if I'm even qualified to comment on this one, but it seems to me, to the people who use the service you're providing, you aren't one of the others, you have a name, you'll be one of the sources of light in their lives. And maybe that's a reason why you need to do this. To know your own value. And Cindy, also, if a blogroll can be seen as a room for a minute - mine is always brighter when there's a post from you.

Mardra said...

Beautiful Cindy.
I'm with ya.
Except I DO start the party, whenever possible. :)