Being Called Out

Tonight was the last night of the Stirring for 133 days. I really hate that number right now, and I want it to shrink considerably. I think the hardest thing with the idea of going home is that last summer was such a dry season in my life, and I am so scared that the same thing with happen again this year. It's a difficult thing to take what you learn at Simpson and apply it to your life when you don't have the Simpson community there to support you. I haven't grown up thinking that I could be a spiritual leader for people, and to help them in their walk with Christ, but now I am one. I am taking that leadership back home with a servant's heart. I found out today that I am most likely joining the worship team at my home church, and I will have the opportunity to teach my congregation some of the song that have changed my life so much. I also am going to disciple, and walk along side the girls group at my church, mentoring junior high and high school girls. I am also joining the prayer group, and I will make a commitment to show up on Saturday night and early Sunday morning to pray for the congregation and the service. Prayer is so incredibly important, and I can't wait to pray with my church family and see the way He moves in the church. I'm also planning on just spending so much time alone with God, and seeking Him in everything I do. Yes, I will miss Simpson and the Stirring so incredibly much, but I will be ok. I will come back to Simpson refreshed instead of empty. See you in 133 days.