Stop Running From ME
We can only run so far, until we run out of excuses.
There is a way that seemeth right to a man, but the end thereof are the ways of death. - Proverbs 14:12 (Image: Unsplash)
It’s funny how our minds work. I thought I had a plan for my life.
After so many years away from the pulpit and God’s original assignment as a minister, I wanted to become a journalist. I wanted to be the hard-nosed investigative reporter who faithfully walked her beat, finding the stories everyone would discuss.
I wanted to talk to hundreds of interesting people, go to extraordinary and sometimes dangerous places, and gather research and information that I would take home to my computer, a hot cup of joe in one hand. My earbuds blared my favorite music as I hammered away at the keyboard and typed out the next great news story. And that made me feel like a queen.
Did I ever get to live that fantasy? Yeah! I did. Just on a much smaller scale than most professionals.
But after a while, the path to this dream was met with interruptions, disappointment, and detours, which left me feeling lost and disillusioned. The job market in journalism became more competitive; I had to learn and do more to catch up. Positions I applied for ghosted me or gave me a vague answer about the status of my application, and I revised my resume countless times, reinventing myself as I went, all to no avail.
I found myself fighting one uphill battle after another because I had strayed from my original plan: ministry.
“Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not to thine own understanding. In all thy ways, acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.” - Proverbs 3: 5-6 (Image: Unsplash)