Yesterday was June 1st. That was a bit of a wake up for me.
You see my 6 month term as Urban Missionary ends June 30th. I haven’t been giving that little fact any headspace because I’ve been so immersed in the ministry…. after all at least it’s not June yet.
But now it’s June.
And the headspace has carved itself out in a corner of my mind. So the praying and pondering and seeking begins afresh. The adventure renews. Faith and fear, trust and terror, assurance and uncertainty get reaquainted. Ideally I want to find a way to continue the ministry I’m currently doing…we’ve come far and accomplished much and laid so much groundwork that I want to build upon…. but I know I have to hold it loosely.
All I know for sure is that I can’t go back to ordinary… I can’t go back to mediocrity. I am still a happy casualty of the influence of this mystic community.
That doesn’t mean I won’t consider a regular job… but it would have to be strategic… temporary… a means to an end.
So Lord… what shall we do next?
nooc
