I’m on the cusp of a new and exciting ministry opportunity. It evolved from an idea I had months ago into something manageable, appropriate and within my scope of ability.
I fleshed out the idea on paper. I determined its vision and purpose and outlined start-up ideas. Then, later that day, I read this:
“While there are many things that need to be done, many things I’m capable of doing and want to do, I’m not always the one to do them… My interest or concern is not a surefire sign that I need to be in charge… I may be stealing someone else’s blessing when I assume I must do it all (Joanna Weaver).”
Am I running ahead of God and leaving Him in the dust? Is God directing me? How do I separate His soft and quiet voice from my loud and commanding one?
Prayer. Even as I type that I’m frustrated. Prayer takes time and focus. Prayer feels a lot like doing nothing. Prayer can involve waiting. That is pretty hard for this multitasking, hardworking, inpatient woman. Easy or hard – I know it is the right thing to do.
If I overload myself with work (even ministry work) and fail to pray I’m at risk for three things:
- Burn out.
- A preoccupation with ‘doing good things’ for God I miss opportunities for the best things.
- Forgetting God in the busyness of serving Him. Forgetting why I serve.
Some of us show our devotion to God through service, and I don’t think there is anything wrong with that. But as a result we run a high risk of allowing our service to overtake our lives leaving God in the dust. What should be done with joy and as an act of worship becomes burdensome and breeds bitterness.
That’s not what I want.
That’s not what God wants.
So, as excited as I am about this new opportunity, I will pray about it first. I commit to faithful prayer regarding this specific opportunity until after Labor Day weekend. In the meantime, I will not waste another second planning this new ministry until God has confirmed it is His plan for me.
Ladies, this will be hard for a planner like me. Setting something aside while the passion burns feels unnatural.
Please hold me accountable.