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One of the very first pages in the planner is a “dream planning” page. The instructions were to:
“Fill this space with dreams about your calling, your health, your relationships, travels, and your spiritual journey with God. What outcomes would you like to see this year? Who do you want to become? We know God is a God of relationships so make them a priority this year! Dream big! Let it flow, and try not to judge yourself.”
In light of “letting it flow” and “not judging myself”, at the beginning of this year I filled this blank space with all sorts of ideas and adventures that came to my head. I prayed for God to guide my pen and wrote confidently, trusting He would work through these dreams one way or another.
There was one dream I hesitated with though. Was it something I wanted or something God wanted? After many moments, I decided to write it down – what could it hurt?
Into my web of dreams I added:
“Nursing Part Time, Ministry/Writing Full Time”
Essentially I was daring to dream that one day, I might be able to do what I do here on this blog (and potentially in other capacities), as a full time job and ministry.
I was hesitant because I couldn’t help but wonder if going into full time ministry was something God had truly called me to.
Couldn’t it possibly be something I just felt like I should do because it seems like something a few of my friends have been moving towards recently? Or did I just have this feeling because I love the church that I am a part of and serve with, and want to continue to be a part of it?
But as we’ve just passed the middle point of this year, and I have been re-assessing my goals and dreams, I’ve been convicted in another way by this dream.
After continuing to pray about what God wants my future career and pursuit of the calling He has placed on my life to look like, I have been convicted that this particular dream isn’t something I ought to be waiting to see the fulfillment of.
This dream, is one that I ought to be living out every day, right where He has me right now.
Because the truth is, as believers, we have all been called to full time ministry.
“But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s special possession, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.” 1 Peter 2:9
As women who have seen and acknowledged our brokenness, accepted our perfect and loving savior, and chosen to follow and walk with Christ, we have been called to declare His praises and the wonderful work He has done in our lives to everyone we can.
Because we are a chosen people. We are a royal priesthood and holy nation.
Ministry and sharing the gospel to others isn’t a dream we were created to pursue, it is a calling we were meant to live out.
Some of us have been called to be ministers in our homes and to our family. Raising children up to know Jesus and live for Him.
Others of us have been called to be ministers of the gospel in our workplace as businesswomen, nurses, doctors, artists, teachers, and leaders.
Regardless of where God has placed us, if we have seen and accepted the greatest gift that we will ever receive, our life mission ought to be to share it with as many people we can.
Sometimes we will share by how we live, other times through conversation, and often times, by how we suffer.
Be a good and faithful friend. Serve your spouse well. Glorify God in you singleness. Mourn with a hope that will not be shaken.
For many of our friends and co-workers we are the only Bible they will ever read and the only piece of Jesus they will ever see.
We ought not depend on our pastors and church staff to be the ones to share the hope of Christ with our friends and family members.
We ought to recognize that we are the church.
We are the ones who have been called to share.
And we are called to full time ministry.
As my pastor always says: Let’s go, Church.
What are you waiting for?