12/5/08

surfacing

A change in course. In my head, I had my bags already packed and in hand thinking that I knew exactly where I was going, thinking I already knew what I was going to be doing, thinking that I already knew who I was to serve.
But the poop hit the fan and took me off guard. I was knocked senseless off of my high horse of control and certainty.

HUMBLED.

But sooner than later, I gained understanding. I know see that I being taken to greater things. I'm being pushed off my usual treading ground and am being called to seek out a new area to do work

...I see the light; the audible command to speak, to teach, to build up.
I'm being taken places that I haven't been before. I'll be on the frontline with those who know not the truth. I'll be speaking to those in need of the Fire that burns deep and blazes the path to a life that is not of this world...FTW.

Do it up son.

*Redline energy drink-> bottle o'crack

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

The poop hit the fan? Thanks for the lovely metaphor, dirty :)

Wait...so what is this revelation of yours? Maybe I will ask you in person...

--j unit

JENNY said...

PASTOR DINK.

... you better beleive I'll be keeping you accountable.You are ordained.