Emily & Andrew’s Peace Corps Adventures: Every Nica Cloud has a Silver Lining

Doña Nubia, Daniel, myself, and Maria Los Angeles

by Andrew Nilsen
Re-blogged from: May We Suggest

I’ve been fortunate in my life to have opportunities to travel to many countries. Invariably I hear, and even find myself participating in, some form of this conversation:

Local: “How do you like our country?”

Tourist: “I love it! The people are so nice!”

The tourist in this instance is almost always alluding to how much nicer the people are in X country than they are in their home country. I’ve always been a bit skeptical of these conversations because not only have I heard this from U.S. citizens traveling in other countries, but also from tourists visiting the States. Is it true that people are just magically nicer in every country but our own? Or is there something in traveling that pushes us out of our cocoon of familiarity and into interaction with strangers that makes us realize that, on the whole, humans are a whole lot better than we give them credit for?

That being said, the people here in Nicaragua are super nice. So much so that I’ve developed a new favorite hobby: getting caught out in rainstorms.

Although I’m sure it wasn’t a factor in choosing which part of the year to hold training, the rainy season in Nicaragua has been great for cultural integration. I have found the barriers to interaction between strangers to be so much thinner here than in the United States. A drizzle is excuse enough to be invited into a house, or huddle together under the awning of a business, and in the shared experience of escaping from the rain conversation blossoms. This was how I came to experience the most beautiful moment of my service yet: becoming friends with Doña Nubia and her family.

Back on September 11th two of my fellow trainees (Conor & Daniel) and I were on our way to the soccer field in town to use sports as a means to integrate into the community. When we reached the field the locals were disbanding due to the ominous clouds forming in the sky that we happened to overlook on our walk over. With the rainy season in full swing, we knew that we’d better not mess around and find some cover quickly. Although the coffee shop/cyber café was only a few blocks away, the clouds moved faster. Before we knew it we were caught in the middle of a torrential downpour. We found some trees to stand under, but they weren’t doing us much good. I looked up at the nearest house to see a little grandmother waving us into her house from her patio. Daniel, Conor, and I looked at each other for a second, wondering what to do, before we climbed up the steps to the patio, not exactly sure what we were getting ourselves into.

Forty-five minutes later we had become friends with Doña Nubia, her daughter Maria Los Angeles, and her niece Johana. We shared about where we were from, why we were in Nicaragua, and of all the delicious Nica foods we had tried already. In turn they told us of other national dishes that we must still try, taught us that the best vigoron and chicharones in the country come from the markets and bus stops of Grenada, invited us to come back to chat and drink coffee whenever we wanted, and exchanged phone numbers so they could invite us over and cook us delicious Nicaraguan food! I was deeply touched by this priceless display of Nicaragua hospitality and warmth, and felt such gratitude for the opportunity to be working for an organization where this kind of genuine human connection is what we are actively encouraged cultivate.

Over the seven weeks in my training town I returned several times to Doña Nubia’s house to delight in conversation. Through chats with her and her family I learned about the history of their family, the history of Nicaragua, their view on the current political landscape (specifically regarding the Grand Canal project), and the struggles and hopes they have for their country. I introduced them to Emily, and they showered her with compliments and asked her to tell them the truth about what kind of a guy I am. They called us a “beautiful, incredible couple”, and assured us that we would have gorgeous babies. They admonished me to continue learning about the Nica culture, but that I’d better not become machista, because if I stopped treating Emily with respect they’d come after me! I learned to time my visits for when Johana & Maria Los Angeles returned from their pastry baking class, and therefore became their most enthusiastic taste-tester and supporter. Although our busy training schedules didn’t end up allowing for us to share a meal with them, when Daniel and I said goodbye to the family on Thursday evening they made us promise that we’d visit when we returned to our training town, and assured that we had a place to stay at their house if we ever visited overnight.

The month of November marks the official end of the rainy season here in Nicaragua. I may not have the excuse of a thunderstorm to push me into conversation with potential friends, but from my experiences in my training town I’ve learned that they excuses may not even be necessary in Nicaragua. The people here are just that nice 🙂

The Messiness of Oneness

Photo by: Noela Inions

Photo by: Noela Inions

(Written by Erica in October 2008)

I’ve been blessed to participate in a thriving and mission-driven Community of Christ congregation. It wasn’t until a few weeks ago that I began to have some doubts.

Years ago, a small group of disciples recognized a need in their community. They recognized their own giftedness and skills that could help, and they bravely explored a call to minister to their community in a new way. Church for them began to take a whole different shape. They had to rethink what church would look like in order to serve their mission. As they sought to follow God’s unfolding call, they darkened doors of opportunity and met the challenges of ministry that those opportunities held.

It was not a simple or easy process to become a community shaped by God’s call. It was not a quick process. But gradually it became the congregation that I attend today. It’s a ministry that touches lives every day. And it creates disciples.

Not too long ago, the group convened a business meeting. After a weekly worship service, we gathered with our usual casual atmosphere.  But when the meeting began we realized that the business we would be discussing was much more than “casual”.  We would be dealing with issues that hit right at the core of the congregation.

You see, over the last few years, as the congregation has followed God’s lead, little by little we have grown! Our vision was expanding. We were succeeding! Now we were discovering that if we were to continue to grow, it could require substantial change.

So in that business meeting we began to envision the future for our ministry. We were faced with some questions. They cut to the heart of who we are, our identity.

What do we call ourselves?  Why?

To whom do we choose to minister?  What does this mean for our mission?

Where do we meet to accommodate that mission?

What would we be willing to change in order to grow?  Is change really necessary?

One by one, members – long-time congregants and new participants – offered their hopes, ideas, and concerns to answer these questions. As you would imagine, these are issues with a lot of history.  Some had built this ministry with years of dedicated love and effort.  Some felt a strong responsibility for the future of the congregation. Everyone held deep love and concern for this community as it is and as it will be.

As each of us layered our perspectives on this issues…as the meeting stretched on…and a sense of urgency mounted…tension grew.  Tempers shortened.

We struggled through the process as gently as we could, but we were not approaching answers. The tension continued to rise.

Finally at one point, in the intensity of the discussion, one person accidentally misspoke. A comment was made that was received as hurtful. The tension reached its limit. We burst into a small confusion of frustration, disappointment, and bruised feelings. One person stormed out. The agenda was lost in the need to care for those who felt injured and to clean up the mess the meeting had created. We decided we would have to come together again to approach these big questions. And again. And again.

But in that moment many in the room were left feeling unsettled, unfinished, embarrassed, offended, worried.

What is this?!  This is supposed to be sacred community!

Then one long-time member who has served as a mentor for many, including me, stood. “Let’s close with a prayer.” He motioned for us to all to form a circle and link our hands. And he prayed.

He acknowledged that each of us are fragile and imperfect creatures, trying our to serve in the best way we know how. He thanked God for the blessed community we have had the joy of building. He thanked God for the deep concern and love each one has for the welfare of this ministry, and those it is called to serve – though our ideas and experiences may be different.

Above all, he thanked God for the unifying love we all share in our collective discipleship of Jesus Christ. Finally, he thanked God for the hope we have together in the God’s continued and faithful ministry through our community.

As that prayer concluded, a spirit of peace rested in the circle. The wounded emotions and frenzied concerns of the congregation were soothed. We could see again that our stumbles and disagreement were far less important than our unity and hope in Christ. God’s presence among us would heal the brokenness that would come when we stretched our community in search of our mission.  And in fact, to be faithful to God’s call into the future it would be necessary for our community to meet the messy challenge of discussion, discovery, conflict, and confusion. Even in the moments of discord God was forming us into a community that could best reflect God’s will.

Our challenge was – and is – to recognize Christ’s unifying presence in the midst of the journey. And to let Christ be guide to us all on the path.

Article Reflection: Asking Supportive Questions

good intentions

More than a handful of times, I’ve had this conversation:

“Are you married?”

I respond, “No, I’m not.”

They respond, “Oh, don’t worry. You will be.”

And I’m left standing there, awkward and somewhat speechless.
All of a sudden feeling insecure about my life choices.

The backhanded compliment.

How do I respond to that? … Thanks?


Sometimes, I think, people ask questions with good intentions. But sometimes I wish they would think through their “intentions” a bit more to how they make the other person feel.

Maybe they didn’t intend to patronize my life choices, but I can’t deny, it’s how it made me feel.

This article, by Amanda Bast, was shared with me by a friend. I think many of you can likely relate to her thoughts.

And, it’s not just about our relationship status.

Recently, a good friend of mine wrote a letter to some of her church leaders, expressing similar sentiments but on an entirely different topic.

She wrote about how their young adult group had been facing a great deal of conflict and resistance to their efforts to engage in the church community. Not because their efforts were bad or seen as negative. But they were new and different. And didn’t fit into the current structure or ways of doing things.

They would try new models and programs, new ways of being communities of joy, hope, love and peace. They met weekly to discuss how to best address conflicts in their community, how to approach situations to compassionately help people deal with change in the church and get on board with a vision they felt passionate about. They would raise issues and identify inconsistencies that the structure of a worldwide church organization sometimes presents, asking for dialogue, and the opportunity to work together to create more inclusive communities that reflected the values of their members.

Their efforts were often met with more challenges and questioning. Policies and procedures that were meant to be enforced – but really didn’t represent the needs of the current population.

She wrote:

Following these experiences was our natural assumption that we were being targeted and disempowered, intentionally. What deepened these emotions was our sense of confusion. Why are we being met with such negativity, such dishonourment? Why are we being told what we can’t do instead of being asked, “how can we help or how can we facilitate”? We were nervous to make any decisions, to ignite any creativity-a gift that is at the core of who we are. Even as I write these words I am extremely nervous and hesitant to share.

The good intentions of some felt like backhanded compliments to the others. It left this group of passionate young adults feeling emotionally drained, unmotivated, and unsupported by their church community.

Maybe that wasn’t how it was intended, but I don’t think any of them would deny, it’s how it made them feel.

There are times that dealing with the structure of organizations, even a church, can be challenging. Both sides of the table having good intentions. Both sides wanting to do what is right. What is best.

Many of us (even, all of us) are on different paths. We each have different way of doing things. Neither necessarily wrong. Just different ways of seeing the world based on our past and our individual life experiences. Different ideas of what “should” happen. It’s just who we are and where we are.

So in reflection on these issues:
How can we ALL better encourage and support others (young adults or not), rather than patronizing or demeaning the passions, choices or situations of others? How can we address faulty systems stemming from structures put in place in different times?

Addressing differences of opinions, approaches, and perspectives in a loving and respectful manner is vital to our ability to survive as a community and to truly exemplify unity in our diversity.

We find ourselves at a challenging crossroads. An intersection of tradition and innovation. Old and new paths. But all within the blessings and confines of community.

How can we best uphold and support those who believe in, and find truth in, new ideas and visions? New ways of being and living? Even when they don’t fit into the current structure or social expectations we have created for ourselves?

How can we best uphold and support those that believe in, and find truth in, the current structure and social expectations we have created for ourselves?

We’re all hurting. We’re all trying to figure this out. We’ve all experienced those painful, prodding questions. We’re all looking for someone to validate what we’re experiencing. If these past few days have taught me anything, it is this:

I am not alone, and neither are you.
Amanda Bast

 Photo from: mentoringleaders.com

Signed by God

Vincent van Gogh’s signature (source)

“Why should I wish to see God better than this day?
I see something of God each hour of the twenty-four, and each moment then,
In the faces of men and women I see God, and in my own face in the glass,
I find letters from God dropt in the street, and every one is sign’d by God’s name,
And I leave them where they are, for I know that wheresoe’er I go,
Others will punctually come for ever and ever.”

– From “Song of Myself” by Walt Whitman

I first heard this quote from Walt Whitman’s work at a Leading Congregations in Mission (LCM) retreat this past weekend, and it immediately captured my attention. I just wanted to share it with everyone I know!

This! This is my God!

I love how this mentality changes every small daily task into an opportunity to encounter the Divine. It’s so painfully obvious that if I’m a child of God, then you must be one too, but it’s too easy to forget that in the daily tasks of life.

Jesus was constantly picking up God’s letters off the street, reading them, loving them, and acknowledging how miraculous they were. That’s the kind of world I want to live in: where everyone celebrates just how miraculous their cashier at Starbucks is or just how much they love their car mechanic.

And everyone is signed by God’s name! Signing a work of art is the last thing an artist does. He or she won’t sign until the work is just as they want it to be. I believe the Creator is like that too. No matter how rough that person looks that you’ve passed on the street a thousand times, God’s signature is there. God is proud of that work and longs for us to marvel at Divine creation.

As a recent college graduate, I myself am guilty of wishing God would more directly communicate with me so that I can be sure I’m doing the right thing or making the right decisions, but now I’m learning that I should just slow down and relish the notes that God is passing me every day through the people I encounter. To love and to cherish others – that will always be the right thing to do!

Setting an Example for Your Elders

[Note: I want to preface this post by saying that this is merely a perspective on an issue related to the field of Young Adult Ministry. It is part of my role, and one of the purposes of the YA Ministries blog, to raise issues (even controversial ones) that young adults in Community of Christ deal with. I believe these are issues that Community of Christ, but also many different kinds of communities, deal with. It is in no way meant to represent the views of the Community of Christ church or be offensive to any person.
These are just issues and concerns based on some of my knowledge and experiences. 🙂 – Rachelle]


In my role as the Young Adult Ministries Specialist for the Community of Christ, you can imagine that I hear about and think about young adults, particularly in the population of our church, a lot! Right now, most people who are considered “young adults” fall into what is defined as the “millennial” generation – people born generally in the 80s. 90s and early 2000s. Community of Christ classifies young adults as those aged 18-35.  “Young adulthood” is actually more a stage of life than an age range. According to Erik Erikson’s psychosocial stages, it is a transitional stage of human development between adolescence and adulthood. (Hence, the term can sometimes be offensive to individuals that the church defines as being “young adult” (between the ages of 18 to 35) who have actually progressed out of this stage of human development into full adulthood.)

If you treat adults like children, you get childish adults. If you treat people with suspicion, you will encourage devious behavior.
Fiona Smith

The millenial generation, in my opinion, receives a lot of flack. So often this generation is perceived by others as: selfish, spoiled, too technology-dependent, incapable, lazy, entitled, etc. (See this article written to comfort people about the possibility of having to work with [gasp] millenials. Or this cynical/satirical “training video” on how to work with this “challenging” generation.)

Did you also know that this same generation is also defined as having the most economic hardship, but still called “the most diverse and optimistic generation of any currently alive in the United States?” (“Reaching the Millennial Generation“, Lee, 2014)

It can be frustrating to listen to and continually read about older generations putting down or patronizing the younger (particularly when it’s your job to advocate for and support them). Sometimes it seems older generations want for millenials what suits them or appeals to their generation. They want millenials to grow up to be just like them.

An orange can’t expect orange juice to come from an apple.

I find this can, at times, be true in the church as well.

I sometimes hear millenials (in the church, termed “young adults”) being talked about as if they are some alien science experiment the world is trying to figure out how to deal with. That obviously doesn’t apply to everyone, and I admit is a bit sarcastic, but that is often a feeling I get both coming from within the church but also from outside our faith community. Sometimes, some members of older generations seem to have certain expectations and hopes for our young adults, but don’t seem to express much initiative in trying to understand or connect with the ones they say they want to engage. There have been times that I have been approached because there is a feeling by some that young adults aren’t living up to those expectations and hopes. They aren’t falling into the mold that was set for them (or has been set for years before them). I hear people talking about how they want the young people to step up and really expect “more” from them. But really, “more” comes across as “my way and my ideas.” I hear congregations talking about how they want to be intergenerational and inclusive but not really listening to what the people they are trying to include are experiencing or needing. I hear tired, experienced leaders talking about needing new leaders and wanting young adults to take on responsibility; but not really teaching them how to be successful, reaching out to offer support along the way, or listening to their ideas.

So, really … can you blame them?

Achieving our vision is a two way street.

“Treat people as if they were what they ought to be
[not what you want them to be]
and they will become what they are capable of being.”
– Goethe

What if, instead of identifying the shortcomings of an entire generation and speaking out about how they don’t attend our traditional congregation gatherings like we want them to, don’t give like we want them to, and don’t do a hundred other things like we want them to – we followed the platinum rule and treated them like they want to be treated?

What if we removed all our assumptions and expectations?

What if we try to get to know them and speak out about all the things they ARE doing – supporting and loving them. We talk about and connect with the three young people that DO attend our congregation, instead of the twenty that don’t. Instead of thinking about what we want them to do and be, we asked them what they want to do and who they want to be.

What if instead of waiting and expecting them to come to our church – we go to theirs! We are present at their camps, retreats, extra-curricular activities, or any community gatherings! Instead of talking about them and deciding for them, we include them in the conversation and help them achieve their visions and goals! We do for them what we would like in return.

We know that people (of any age) are more likely to be excited and engaged in something they are passionate about. Something that has meaning to them. Something they dream about! But do we even know what their passions are? Are we really listening to their thoughts and ideas? What they are actually saying? Or are we too quick to disassociate with what we don’t understand? Or to impose our own expectations, dreams, and years of wisdom?

Maybe the dreams of different generations aren’t as different as you might think. We just go about it differently.

I read a lot of blogs. Everyone out there seems to have some advice or lessons learned on every topic imaginable: 31 ways to do this. 75 reasons not to do that. How [insert anything] are you? Blogging makes the everyman an expert. So, that said, here’s another one of those indicating the author’s advice on what millenials “should” start doing. Among a list of ten points you would expect to find in any motivational “how-to” regarding gratitude, relationships, and passion; I found one I didn’t:

Set an Example to the Older Generation. Paul advised Timothy not to allow people to look down on him because of his age, which means that was probably happening. However, he didn’t tell him to push back and tell them to “stop judging him…” Rather, he told him to set the example. Are the “old” people looking down on you? Good. That means their eyes are on you. Now give them a good reason to keep looking at you. Serve well. Work hard. Be polite. Make eye-contact. Shake hands firmly. Smile.

– Taylor Murray from “10 Things 20Somethings Should Start Doing” on the blog taylormurray

Sometimes it’s important to be reminded that just as much as millenials can learn from older generations, they can teach older generations. So here’s my three-point challenge to the millenials (but really, I think it can be applicable to all generations in relationship to one another):

Be the example.

Don’t fight back with frustration or anger about stereotypes or expectations given by other generations. Let them be who they are. Listen to what they are really saying: their dreams. Their passions. Their heart. (Even older people have dreams 😉 ) Treat them with the compassion and respect they deserve as people. Like Dr. Phil says in his Life Law #8: “We teach people how to treat us.”

Respond. Be Open.

Offer help. Step up. Take the initiative. Remember that you have experiences and knowledge the other doesn’t. You have as much to offer and as much to receive in return. Be humble and open to learning.

Don’t live up to other’s expectations. Exceed them.

If other people’s ideas and expectations are being placed on you – do better. Exceed them. Break the mold in a positive way. Prove their judgments wrong. I think we often need to be reminded that we are all individuals and that stereotypes are often gross over-generalizations. The negative stereotypes of your generation do not have to apply to you.

We cannot achieve anything, or move forward, if we continue to assume we know what is best for other people and that we understand the desires of their hearts.

“Serve well. Work hard. Be polite. Make eye-contact. Shake hands firmly. Smile.” – Taylor Murray

Hardwood Heroes


For the past three or four years I have been asked to play in a charity basketball game called Hardwood Heroes. The game pins some well known people in this community, the “celebrity” team, against the athletes of the Scioto County Special Olympics. The goal of the game for the celebrity team is not to win, but to have a good time and make sure the athletes get to show off their ability to family, friends and those in attendance. The event also serves as one of the biggest fundraisers for the Special Olympics team as they travel throughout the year.

Every year I play, I progressively get worse with my own basketball ability … or lack thereof. The first year I played I scored 12 points and this year I did not score at all. At one point in the game, in an effort to show off my ability, while both teams were at the other end of the court playing, I grabbed a ball and started shooting on the open end of the court. After a few failed attempts one of the athletes came up to me and said that was not allowed and proceeded to fire me from the game. It was all I could do to keep from laughing because she fired me with such seriousness and determination. At that point I proceeded off the court and to the bench.

In the end the final score was 102 to 61, but that did not matter to those in attendance. What mattered were the Special Olympics athletes were able to show off their ability against the celebrity team to their friends and loved ones. Occasionally, throughout year I will bump into one of the athletes and they will brag on how bad they beat us and say how much they are looking forward to the next year’s game.

Despite my inability to be effective in a game of basketball, I too am looking forward next year’s game, because for a short time we are all hardwood heroes.

Just Breathe: 10 Important Things to Remember in Times of Transition

There is a scene from the 1998 movie, “Ever After” that always strikes a chord with me. The main character is on the brink of a major role transition. She is walking into a room full of people that hold titles and power she does not. Although she has done the best she can to prepare herself to survive (at least until midnight) there can be no guarantee that things won’t go terribly wrong. She stands at a precipice. Instead of retreating back to the situation she was most familiar and comfortable with however she bolsters her courage, calms her nerves, and whispers those two famous words before taking that first leap of faith into the unknown.

Just breathe…

On high school, college, and university campuses all over the world, students from all different backgrounds and circumstances are preparing to make a leap of faith of their own out into an unknown future. Should I go to college? Which college? What job should I take? Is graduate school the right path for me? Like our hero from, “Ever After” the thought of stepping into the unknown can be one of the riskiest things we ever do.

It requires faith.

It requires courage.

It often requires a dependency on others we might not be comfortable with.

It requires persistence.

Above all, I believe it takes a sense of connectedness and a trust in the belief that there really is a plan for us.

What can I tell you that might help you make your big choices? In the last seven years I have made it my job to become an expert in career exploration, successful job search strategy, and vocational discernment. I have watched thousands of students transition to Graceland University as First Year Students who struggle to find their place, and then transition again to new grads struggling to discern their professional niche. I could provide you with mountains of data, anecdotal accounts, and the names of some super awesome books, but in the interest of time, let me sum up the bulk of what I have learned in 10 points.

  1. The person that knows your heart’s desire best is you. While others mean well, and love you very much, and have experienced insights about you, it is YOUR voice that needs to be the one that counts most. This is not to say the voices of others don’t have value or truth. It only means that we cannot hear our own truth when too many voices invade our space at once. You would be best served to discern which one of those voices is yours, and which are well meaning loved ones.
  2. A degree is not a promise of a satisfying job, or a job at all for that matter. While statistically a degree should mean that you will earn a million more dollars over the course of your working life, success in gaining a job you love means doing things outside of the classroom too. Volunteer. Travel. Do an internship. Join a club. Employers are no longer impressed by your Bachelor of Arts Degree alone.
  3. The days where you could take a job and stay there forever are gone (yay, right??) This means that focusing on your unique strengths, the ability to learn, grow, reflect, and adapt are non-negotiable qualities in building a satisfying life. Start viewing yourself as an entrepreneur. What great services can you offer? What can you learn from one job that can make you awesome at the next one?
  4. You have a long life ahead of you. Hypothetically, if you began work at age 22, you will spend about 43 years, or about 86,000 hours of it working. If you have a career dream that requires a young and healthy body, go for it while you’re young! Statistically you will have between 10- 14 different jobs during the course of your working life. SO if you want to major in dance do it. If you want to join a band, now is the time! If you want to play football at college, do it! If you want to try out a career in modeling, what are you waiting for? These careers are short lived. There is NO RUSH to get yourself to a “real” career when you are 21. You can learn great lessons in a variety of ways.
  5. Less debt means more freedom to make decisions. Enough said.
  6. The road to a good life is very rarely in a straight line. Expect detours. Expect the universe to throw you a couple curve balls. Expect that what you thought was your dream is only a first clue on the path to who you are meant to become. Have you ever heard the saying, “If you want to make God laugh tell him your plans?” True statement.
  7. What you are passionate about right now is not necessarily your calling. Passions are things we do. They change, develop, evolve, and sometimes burn out. Your calling will not change, and has always been with you. Listening for and embracing your calling can give you the gift of stability and peace in an uncertain future. In the process of being who we are called to be, we also bless and empower others.
  8. Your major. Does it matter? Sometimes yes but more often the answer is no. Employers rate “working successfully in a team” and “critical thinking skills” above other technical skills. If you can prove that you can do those things, it won’t matter that your major was Philosophy (as long as you don’t want to go into a field that requires a strong foundation in science, technology, engineering, or math.)
  9. Your community matters. Did you know that most people find job opportunities because someone they know has a connection to the employer? I also probably don’t need to tell you that breaking out in a new community can be scary. Our level of happiness is in direct correlation to the closeness of our relationships. Keep in touch with family and friends. Find a church home or other supportive group of people to spend time with. You’ll be happier (and more likely to find employment or other interesting opportunities).
  10. Prayer, meditation, exercise and healthy habits provide fertile ground for creativity and inspiration to take root. We also must learn to listen to the still small voice inside of us that prompts us in directions we don’t understand. Do you feel inspired to take a pottery class? Have you felt compelled to stop by and talk to someone? This is often the gentle way God moves us. If you get a “wink” or a “nudge” don’t be afraid to act! A conversation you have with a friend today or an event you make a random choice about participating in next week could alter your path in a thousand ways that are impossible to unravel right now. (There is actually a career development theory attached to this by the way…I didn’t make that up.)

In conclusion my friends, as you stand in the doorway of possibility take a moment to reflect on the courage it took for you to get here in the first place. Know that you’ve got angel’s wings at your back and just breathe…

You will get to where you need to be eventually. God is patient.


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