Crazy the turns that come in life…
As I sit this weekend and see many of my Facebook friends share about Winter Camp I find myself getting a little reminiscent. Winter Camp was one of my favorite annual events in ministry…like even back when I was an 18yr old punk volunteer. I still remember taking a group of 8th grade guys out at 2am (don’t recommend this) to throw snowballs at the girls cabin and getting yelled at by the youth pastor. Never would have dreamed at the stage that I would become a youth pastor a few years later. I remember in the fall of 04′ heading out west in my Chevy Blazer, saying goodbye to family, friends and a church that I loved into the unknown. When knew it would turn out to be 7 years? I met made some great friends out there…enjoyed much of the adventure and definitely matured into the man I am today. This month marks 6 months that I have been back in Michigan. Even after leaving my position at Sunset the plan wasn’t to return to Michigan, I still felt a purpose out west and planned to finish my masters out there. However after a school years worth of driving a school bus, praying nearly everyday for God to open new doors and instead finding them shutting in my face I began to consider moving back east. Mix in with that I couple of calls from a crying mother and family member struggling to adjust to Alzheimer’s & Assisted Living. People constantly ask me if I see myself returning to the Northwest someday…and my honest answer is I have no clue. I stopped making 5 year goals 5 years ago… but could it happen? Absolutely…a piece of my heart remains in those rainy, evergreen covered hills.
So here I am…still very much in transition, trying to figure out what is next. I remain committed to finishing my Masters degree (another year or so), helping family and making new relationships.
Not my will but Yours be done…
