Once upon a time I lived in Ireland. And I loved it. It was a year of my faith being stretched. It was a year when I realized that relationships are at the heart of the gospel. It was a year when I swooned over the heavy and life-changing truths from the book of Romans as I made a feeble attempt to teach through it with teens in my Sunday school class. I finally realized that real love has to be given without preference. It was a time to enjoy the beauty of God. It was one of the first times I had to believe that God is the giver of all good things, and He will never let His righteous ones go hungry. I rediscovered how much music moves my soul. I learned the stuff good teachers are made of (I want to be one). I was a student. [And I still am.] I was the recipient of hospitality that inspires me to give away whatever resources are in my hands. I saturated myself in tea. Life was lived to the fullest.
Once upon another time, I brought my bags back to Chicago. Instead of discipling teenagers, I changed diapers. Rather than teaching music classes, I washed syringes and feeding bags. Life was still full. Life was still good because God is good. And because cute babies make me smile.
Since babies in Chicago, I settled in a hippie town in a Colorado. Lessons learned around the world have been carried with me, along with my violin and all my worldly possessions. I want to keep learning how to love. How to love God better, and as a result, how to care for people around me in a way that makes a significant difference in their lives.
Almost two years after moving to Carbondale, life has taken it’s fair share of twists and turns. It’s the unexpected bends in the road that keep me excited, scared, and trusting Jesus for my direction. After a somewhat sudden career change, I find myself loving my full-time work as a youth and missions pastor in a local church….an occupation I swore I would never hold. God, true to his surprising and creative nature, has shown me a better way.
“Lord I come, I confess
Bowing here I find my rest
Without You I fall apart
You’re the one that guides my heart.
Lord, I need You, oh I need You
Every hour I need You
My one defense, my righteousness
Oh God, how I need You”
This is my story. And it continues.
Where I am, I am for Him.