“Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.” ― Howard Thurman
I had my last class of the semester on Thursday evening and I’m in the throes of paper writing.
It’s been a crazy few weeks with reading, registering for fall and finalizing my field placement for next year.
Would you pray for me?
For the past few years I’ve enjoyed a flirtation with an Episcopal church a few blocks away from my home. I’ve lived an appreciation for the spirituality of architecture and have allowed God to lead me around the city taking pictures of church doors. In that time I’ve listened and learned (remind me to tell you more about that later).
I dragged my husband to silent meditations and shared bread and wine with faithful people I’d not otherwise rub elbows with during Wednesday evening Celtic Eucharist gatherings. The city is huge but small like that. We live in pockets of all levels of privilege and it’s separated by race and culture and all manner of division. So when I tell you I’m in a church that is very different from anything I’ve experienced that’s code for upper east side, white, episcopal. It’s not my world but it is – these are the people of God. I feel and know that each time I walk through the doors.
I did this for a few months before I discerned my call to seminary. Walking into the church was a tiny step in response to a whisper turned un-named longing – a vision I’d quietly nursed for 3 years.
I already told you a bit about how I ended up in seminary and how God moved mountains and opened doors the moment I spoke the word in the back of Dana Butler’s minivan. That was May 2015 when I traveled to Jumping Tandem : The Retreat with Alia Joy, Kathi, Amber and Ashley. So this is a faith walk, my like Mary’s #wilderyes to things I don’t always understand and from other vantage points might seem impossible. But God.
As part of my course work in seminary I have to choose a field education site and work as an intern for 2 academic years. The church I attend wasn’t on the list of sites so I immediately thought of the gorgeous space Gods helping me get to know. I had my second interview a few weeks ago and signed a contract this week. Ahhhhhh!
When I tell you I feel held in the palm of Gods hand I mean it. I feel cradled and loved and like a woman walking in her purpose. There is, I tell you zero doubt. Questions for sure – about what’s next and how this will all play out, but zero doubt as to whether I’m hearing and obeying God. What I’m doing is making me come alive.
I turn my final paper in on Wednesday and will participate in a music seminar in May but the summer is for family and catching up on all the things I love but haven’t had time to enjoy. One of the things I’m most excited about is developing free movement workshops for residents of women’s shelters in the city. I’m also looking forward to being around the blogging world a bit more this summer. I want to revamp my site and catch up on all the good stuff I’m missing at Fistbump University. I look forward to spending more time with all of you.
That’s all for now but I have a question – Are you cradling a dream? – holding at arm’s length something you know God’s calling you to? What makes you come alive? Go do it!
Live your #wilderyes and come back and tell me about it.
Let your handmaiden find grace in your sight … #GiveMeGrace