When I was a kid, I loved to swim underwater. I would start at one end of the pool and try to cross there and back on one breath. By the end of the summer I could always do it. Coming out of the water, there was satisfaction… and a lot of hard breathing.
I currently feel like I have just crossed the pool, there and back. I have been searching for God in this time. It has been a long, hard search. I have connected with him again. I have caught a glimpse and now remember who He is.
I have a friend who was willing to listen to my foolish complaints. She was willing to challenge me. And more than anything else I think, I had a friend willing to love me in my ugliness.
God was far, but my friend kept cheering me. My friend said some difficult things to me. I was angry at God for sending me to this hard and unfriendly place. But I was in a friendly, easy place before and I was complaining about that too. God gave me the desire of my heart — and now I am here.
I have choices. Feel sorry for myself or find friends and make life valuable here. All of the ingredients exist here to have a meaningful ministry, but it is not going to be dropped in my lap. I must quit feeling sorry for myself and do ministry.
Simple ideas. I cannot disagree. Now, I must quit sulking and get busy in meaningful ministry.
I love you and am glad you have a friend!
You are inspiration to me. So glad you are happy.