Who knows where the future will lead

I finished my section for my ministry preperation and everything is starting to become more realas the day goes along. Eight months ago, I honestly didn’t know what shape things would take on this journey. OK, I felt a call. That was just the beginning. I’ve learned so much about myself these past eight months that it almost feels like God is opening door after door and revealing himself more and more.

I can see how my marriage failed, as I’ve posted before. I can see how I’ve falted in my past relationships with friends. I’ve gotten over never knowing my father - a big goal I set for myself at the beginning of the year. I like to think as I’ve embraced this journey that I’ve changed - molded - in a way that will glory God. I’ve got more changes ahead of me and a lot of unanswered questions.

Where am I going to school? How do I want this ministry to look? Where do I want to serve?

The latter is a question that keeps coming into my heart constantly. I love North Carolina. I love West Virginia. I feel like I would be missing something by not being in North Carolina. I feel like I would be missing something by not being in West Virginia. I battle this question on a weekly or monthly basis. I wish I knew. I can’t deny that God placed me in situations and with people who mean so much to me here in North Carolina. Something tells me this is where I should be, yet anyone who knows me knows I’m always a Mountaineer. So how does this work? I don’t know, but I’m excited to find out.

It’s amazing what God will do with your life when you give up control and let Him take over. Politics was always my passion. Writing was always my passion. Communicating with others was always my passion. I can see how some of these passions will work in future service/ministry to others. It’s still cloudy, and I’m still learning and being molded to fit God’s plan.

I hope he never stops molding me.

As a friend told me about an unrelated topic, but it applies here “let whatever happens, happen.” It certainly makes sense here.

Now, if only I can find a place to watch that WVU-Maryland game in Kentucky.

Quest Update

Four weeks into the program and I’m feeling good. Still can’t tell if I’ve lost weight, but hey at least I think I look better in the face. Who knows. Clothes do feel a little better. I am tugging on my gym shorts a little bit more. I guess that’s a good thing.

I goofed today only out of time and went to McDonald’s for breakfast on my way to Raleigh. I think it was the first McDonald’s breakfast in a month, so I think that is an accomplishment in itself.