Thanks to everyone who has talked to me or commented on my previous post. Apparently it came off a little heavier than I intended. The point of the post was not to say that I am depressed about my life as a whole, it was more a comment about my inability to discern Gods “calling” for my life and the perpetual restlessness that comes with that unresolved issue. I am not naive enough to think that being in the center of God’s will means that every day is filled with euphoric joy and purpose, and I am definitely not an adrenaline-junkie looking for a daily high. I am just looking to identify some of the groanings and yearnings of my heart.
For now, I know that I am supposed to be in Columbia SC helping to lead Midtown and I have a certain degree of peace and confidence in that. I count it an incredible privilege to be a small part of what God is doing here, and each day is a new adventure. However, I do not feel that I am really “in my stride” or “hitting on all cylinders.” (Forgive the cliches, but I dont know how else to put it) For many people, there comes a time (or times) in their life when something resonates with them so deeply that they cannot ignore it. It may be to move halfway around the world to share Jesus with people, teach elementary children, help people with their personal finances, write music, or be a good doctor. It may come all at once like a flood, or it may build over years of slow and steady rain. But in the end, they know that they must pursue it no matter what the cost. If that person is walking with God then they can be assured that the “call” is in harmony with him and his will and is most likely a function of what he specifically created them to be. I have simply not come to that place yet. There are lots of things that resonate with me, but none stands out above the rest.
So to go back to my previous analogy….instead of finding my stroke and really being able to swim for all I am worth, with all the passion and energy I can muster, trusting in him to keep me from drowning, I tread water. And occasionally try one stroke or another to see if it fits me. But they never do. So I keep waiting.






