Well, I find myself at the cusp of something extraordinary. . . moments of the Spirit working overtime for accomplishing His will and not mine. Tonight at Jr. High, I wanted it to be low key. I have been pushing them hard, trying to strength the spiritual atrophy that has taken hold of these summer bodies. After a hillarious game of Dodgeball and an interesting encounter with the neighbor's cow, we sat around on couches and enjoyed the night air as conversation was sparked with “unfinished sentences”.
Each of us had a couple of sentences that were “unfinished”. They ranged from the truly funny – “I look angry when. . .” to “I don't understand this about God. . .”. As we made our way around the circle, laughing, engaging in discussion, repeatedly telling them to “shush”, the sentence that lay before me was “If I could choose one job, it would be. . .”. It's rather interesting question because it is one that I have been trying to answer myself. I am torn between the corporate world in which I spend the waking moments of my day serving the shareholders and trying (desperately) to show senior management that there is value in creating spaces that are engaging and fun – I lose this battle more than I win. As I sat on that couch, with 15 kids staring back at me, I realized that I still don't know what the next step is. I am torn between my love for developing the next generation in ministry, and the next generation in Corporate America. When it really came down to it, I think I would do ministry. Why. . .because of the eternal impact. The funny thing about eternal impact, God doesn't isolate it to churches, He's impacting our workplaces. Perhaps this is why He (not me) has not moved me out of my “corporate” job.
How do I respond to my “unfinished sentence”? For now, the sentence remains unfinished until God writes the ending.
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