My Ministry
1) My Family
My family is indeed my ministry. It's my first calling. I was called to be my husband's help meet, long before I realized what that even meant. When I was a child, I used to wonder what it would be like to live in a new house - I grew up in the same house for all but the first 2.5 years of my life. I wondered what it would be like to move somewhere. Through various ways, I found myself immersed in the military way of doing things, especially in junior and senior high. None of those things would fall in to place, until I met my husband. He became my ministry. It was to him that I should be dedicated, fully, wholly his wife. Since I've married him, we've lived in two states (going on three, but that's another story for another post), a couple handfuls of houses, and so many situations that called for complete flexibility, complete trust, complete dedication. Sometimes, this life has caused me to be so enthused, so exalted, so humbled, so broken. It is my ministry.
2) My children
When I became a mother - the very moment that little girl, who is now almost grown, took her first breath, my ministry expanded. My children required things of me that I did not know I would have to give them - they STILL require things of me that I don't think I can possibly fulfill. They have made me become the most proud, the most humbled, the most secure, the most worried, the most excited, the most sad, and so much more. They have broken me sometimes. They are my ministry.
3) My journey is scripted by the Lord. Sometimes, I try to veer off - that never turns out well, and I would not suggest it. My journey is full of highs and lows, greats and griefs, victories and sorrows. The most joy, the most pain, the most love, and the most unexpected twists and turns I could ever imagine (and a few that I never could have imagined). It has strengthened me, supported me, encouraged me, and yes - it has often broken me. My journey is my ministry.
And the way I react to it - well, that's my TESTIMONY.
