Hello World! Sorry no write for so long! I have too many goals I’m juggling and widdling
it all down, well, let’s just say I realize I can’t do it all. Well, I can,
just not all at once. So I’m picking and choosing what to pursue.
Many years ago I took this class
called Perspectives in the World Mission Movement. (Perspectives for short 😊.)
It was an awesome class. Every week a different speaker would share their experiences
while working through a text exploring the purpose, history, sociology, and
current practices of world missions. I felt my heart pump faster for missions
each week. The thought of every people group being reached throughout the world
is mind blowing. But it is possible to happen within our lifetime, and I wonder
what my part in it is.
I always thought I would end up
on the foreign mission field myself. That was the plan. When it fell through, I
reverted into a pitiful state of victimhood. Woe is me, my life cannot move
forward the way I’ve dreamed. I did get stuck.
Now I’ve had some good counselors
over the years, but my coach was more effective than any of them were. And…
maybe I was just in a place where I was ready for change. Choosing a coach over
grad school may seem silly to most, but to me, I see God’s hand in it. (I am
concerned about those student loans I racked up though, they never disappear…)
So, ever since, I’ve wanted to
become a coach myself. But, I haven’t the money for certification, and I don’t
know how to have a business. But, I think it’s something you learn as you go.
God has provided a way to get certified for free, and given me vision of what I’d
like to do, the niche I want to work with and reach, and it seems like things
will come together.
In two weeks I’ll start my first
human services job since 2019. So, I took a 5 year hiatus from human services.
I never intended to go back, but I’m getting excited about the job. I’m going
to work for the Methodist Home for Children, working with youth who’ve gotten
into trouble at a facility where they’re diagnosed and then sent somewhere more
long-term. I’m very excited at the mission opportunity. I won’t be able to just
preach, but I am confident I can place seeds of hope, encouragement, and change
in them, and I’ll figure out how to sneak Jesus in along the way.
I plan on starting a podcast with
a friend from my team to South Asia last October! And, that will lead people to
the coaching business! I’m trying to work
through what to charge, or if it should be a non-profit, or let those who can
afford it pay and offer scholarships for those who can’t. My plan is to start a
coaching group of 8-12 people, and then offer individual coaching to those who
can afford it. And then, the podcast would be free for anyone to listen to.
I plan on donating part of my
profits to a man I met in South Asia who is doing amazing work planting house
churches. I have another business I hope to get to soon enough to support him
further. Either way, I want to use my business as a platform for missions. BAM.
Business as mission. I even told my friend in South Asia, entrepreneurs run the
world, we need more Christian entrepreneurs.
I’m excited, a little nervous, a
little scared, but mostly excited, like, okay God put what I need into place as
I go! And I’m manic… not psychotic manic thankfully, but pray my sleep will
straighten out. I finished my 21 day fast finally! And I think the stronghold gripping my life
for so many years was torn down! PRAISE GOD!
Now… at the same time I’m juggling
a relationship with a very special man from Rwanda who is trying his hardest to
get here, but it’s looking like I will have to meet him first there, which… who
wouldn’t want to visit Rwanda! Plus, I need to see, if that’s somewhere I might
like to live in the future! Plus, I need
to see Honore in person to make sure we really will click. Anyhow, pray that we
can figure things out, that I can figure my life out… I think he’s a little
surprised at my ambitions. But I just… I know this is my time.
Ahhhh… my other mission field I’m
leaving, from the past year and a half… Kilwins. I still may try to work a day
or two here and there. This afternoon I’m writing two notes to the two I was
closest to there that I know need Jesus. One is hostile to Christianity, the
other is more open, but believes in a higher power, not God. I want to write
them notes because I fear I didn’t share the Gospel directly enough to them.
Well. One was just not willing to hear it. But I can’t leave without sharing
the gospel clearly, even if it turns them off.
I also have a collection of
friends who are trans or bi, or dating someone trans… it’s so interesting. I
don’t know exactly how to share with them, and I do not change pronouns, I just
use first names a lot. I just… I don’t want to offend, but I think inevitably I
have to offend, as the Gospel is offensive to anyone’s sin.
I sometimes do still get lonely.
Transition these past several years has been rough. I’ve lost more friends than
I’ve gained I sometimes feel. But… things are getting better day by day. I am
growing every day. And, I’m excited about what’s in store for the first time in
a long time.
I do wonder, what might happen if
global events go crazy as inevitably they will, if WW3 breaks out on American
soil, or civil war begins, or another plandemic is started... the truth is, I
don’t know, and there are a million things that could and maybe will happen. I
really don’t delve into conspiracy world too much anymore, I know enough to
know I don’t trust any government establishment, any global governance, Hollywood,
big pharma, the news, etc etc. And I know America’s lot from Biblical prophecy.
I don’t know timelines and won’t try to make predictions, although I’m sure
another plandemic is on the way, and it will be worse than COVID has been.
Which, I should clarify, when I say plandemic, I’m not trying to say there was
no real disease, although I’ve heard good arguments for that stance. I’m just saying
it was planned. And I believe whatever comes out next will be planned as well,
and it will be much much worse than COVID. But I heard a man slip up and
confess, the vaccines were made to sterilize the population. So glad I didn’t
get it.
Please keep me covered in prayer,
and I will commit to blogging again more faithfully 😊
