Life is Ministry

After an extended leave of absence from the world of blogging to partake in what I like to call "Kingdom Work", I have emerged psychologically disturbed, emotionally distraught, and physically exhausted. What I am ecstatic about is that despite my current state I have indeed made it to the end of another year of summer camp running solely on the power of the Holy Spirit. In our weakness Christ' power is made manifest in ways that to the eye seem humanly impossible. That, my friends, is ministry.

I am going to be a senior at Geneva College this semester which surfaces many future uncertainties that haunt any thoughts I may have of graduation. I know that I am being called to ministry but that is like picking a genre of book to read at the library and staring at the walls and walls of choices. What if I don't like the book? What if it is scary? What if it is something I won't understand? So I find myself in a state of weakness and vulnerability once again where I can do nothing but trust the Lord's guidance. Sound familiar?

Life is ministry.

I am not finished with ministry like I had thought. When the last camper stepped onto that bus to leave Promise Camp, I let myself think that I was finished with ministry for a while. I could do without the heartache week after week, the exhaustion, the frustration. But after thinking about it, if I ever find myself in a position where I am not living by faith in the Holy Spirit to sustain me then I am not a living testimony of the grace and faithfulness of God. Ministry.

I applaud those who have gone before me and lived faithful lives of ministry. They have shown that despite the trials and valleys in life, the Light of Christ has truly defeated the darkness that fills the earth. I am proud to serve that same God and be that Light to the youth of Pittsburgh. I am eager and willing to live wholeheartedly for the sake of the Cross because I know what is at stake.