The Calling....

No this is not the title of the latest scary movie. It's what I feel. I didn't even know if I should post this or not. Maybe I'm a little nervous of what you all will think, I know I shouldn't care, but I do. It has been said that a good southern lady should never bring up politics or religion in polite conversation. While I do consider myself to be a good southern lady, I consider myself to be a good Christian first and formost. So I will be talking about religion today, you've been warned, if you don't want to read about the amazing things that have been happening in my life, then stop here... But for those of you that are still tuned in, here you go...This is all about my calling.

I have always been a Christian. My mother and grandmother established in me a wonderful foundation for Christian growth. But as I became a teenager and young adult in my 20's I drifted from God, I always believed but I did things that I wasn't very proud of, I mean I didn't become a drug addict, prostitute or anything horrible like that... but I partied a lot... But all the while I was still searching for God's love. He was there the whole time, it was me that wasn't.

The year I turned 30, I knew I needed to change, I knew I needed more, so I joined a church... It's a wonderful Methodist church where I felt so much love and have grown in my Christian faith... I even did a 34 week Bible study, for two reasons... the first being, I felt a calling to do this, the second reason (and one I am ashamed to admit) was to impress a boy. He is a super strong Christian and I thought if he knew I had made this committment, he would magically fall in love with me...So at first it was all about impressing him, but then as the Bible study went on, it became less and less about the boy and more and more about my relationship with HIM... My heart began to change. I began reading God's Word, I began to crave it. I wanted to know more.
Then I started working with the young adult worship team that started an amazing new worship service. It's a Sunday evening service, where we come as we are, sing praise & worship music and worship God. It's amazing, and it's part of my calling. I thought that was it, but God kept calling me to do more. I talked to my pastoral staff and told them I felt called to work with college kids. So they asked me to teach their college Sunday School class. I haven't had a single student show up, but I am there each Sunday, waiting and loving these kids that I don't even know uncondtionally.... I remember what Sunday's were like for me as a college student. Sunday School was the last thing on my mind, but usually I was praying..Praying that God would help through the hangover I had from the night before... I'm certain that's not what God had in mind when he said to worship on the sabbath...

But I am still feeling God calling me to do more. I just had to be still enough to hear Him...but I'm not quite sure what he has in mind, I think it has something to do with ministry. I am going to work again with my pastoral staff to figure out what this calling means.

I know that talking about religion makes some people feel uncomfortable, and I have never been an evangelical Bible Beater (the kind of person that hits you over the head with religion and judges you if you don't believe what they believe), I'm more of a... here's what's going on with me and it's amazing. I answer questions about my faith, but I don't shove it down people's throat. I say all this to tell you that I will be posting more about my faith and this Calling. I have refrained from it in the past b/c I thought no one would read my blog after that, that everyone just wanted to read funny things... of course walks with faith can be funny at times, and my sense of humor always finds it's way out. Why don't you stick around to see what happens...

Much love~BG