Today one of our newest volunteers asked me about how I ended up working in the pregnancy crisis centre.
Yeah, long story, right? One of our mutual friends, who worked for the centre at the time of my employment came in and immediately started picking up on what I’d left out.
Everything in my life has had a purpose that leading up to this point. It’s so obvious looking back now, but it certainly wasn’t always clear at the time.
In 4 hours time I need to be up to drive to the airport and start making the journey to Basingstoke. I can’t sleep.
I was reading Angie Smith’s blog. I wasn’t expecting to see a ultrasound picture taken at 10 weeks gestation.
Yes, that was the stage of pregnancy I was at when I had it terminated.
It was a little bit of a kick in the guts to see that, I’ll admit. Sometimes I wish I could turn back the clock, and bizarrely I don’t want to turn it back to the point before she was conceived to change things in that way. Turning back the clock I wish I would have had the information, support and courage to make a different decision.
You can’t think like that though. Because if it hadn’t been for Sophie being part of my life, I wouldn’t have the wisdom and understanding I have now. The perspective I have when I meet with clients, or abortion providers is different from many of my colleagues. It’s not that I necessarily agree with the people who think it’s all ok, it’s that I get where they’re coming from…because I used to have a totally different viewpoint.
God is doing some crazy things with this work, ministry or whatever you want to call it.
Crazy in the best and in some cases, most unexpected of ways.
He is, as Sarah Chia put it earlier this year, widening my territory.
And yet, I’m not that close to God as I once was. My quiet times are um, yeah, embarrassingly few and far between. My prayer life sucks compared to what it once was. There are lots of things in my life that need sorting.
I feel like I’m just riding this wave of God…He seems to have me along for the ride whether I like or not really!
The majority of the time, I do like it. I love it. The life God has for me is never dull.
But it is sometimes tough.
Um, actually a lot of the time it is tough.
I need to get prepared - physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually – as much as I can for what God has in store for 2010.
How do you do that? Answers on a postcard (or blog comment) please… :)