Exploring Possibilities.

I'm going to a Young Life Banquet tonight. It's a fundraising banquet for Eastside Rochester YoungLife. Or something like that. I was initially interested in going because there was a rumor on the street that they might be looking for a leader to help launch a new club in Fairport, NY, one of the little villages near me. This seemed like a perfect opportunity for several reasons: 1. I need a new job & for some reason all of my "career positions" thus far have included program-building. So I would probably be uniquely gifted in launching a new club. 2. I've been praying for something youth ministry-oriented that is also located close to where I live. Fairport is right next to my beloved Webster, "where life is worth living." 3. I come from a long line of "Young Lifers." My grandpa started YL in Billings, MT. My Dad & several aunts & uncles have been involved with YL on various levels. I was a Wyld Life leader in high school. I even have a cousin working for YL headquarters in Colorado Springs. So it would seem to all make sense, a very real & seemingly perfect option as I have been praying & practically begging God to move me into a youth ministry job for the last 3 months.

So why does it seem too easy? Why do I have this uneasy thought that He's showing me an option that seems right but is not perfectly right and He still has something BIGGER & even more PERFECT for me? "His ways are not my ways; and His thoughts are not my thoughts."

It's been a long process, this Trusting & Seeking Him thing. The longer God takes in answering my prayers that He'd move me into my perfect destiny, the more I get desperate for MORE and BIGGER answers. C'mon God! I want the FULLNESS of my destiny. And yet still You tarry! What's it going to take? I've fasted. I've prayed. I've cried. I've yelled. I've begged. I've hoped.

1 Corinthians 2:9
"Eye has not seen, nor ear heard,
Nor have entered into the heart of man
The things which God has prepared for those who love Him."

It comes down to this: I don't want the answer to my prayers to come 1 second before I'm going to get the full blessing. I would rather get old & wrinkly waiting to conceive my Isaac so that in the end my inheritance is as "innumerable as the sand which is by the seasore."

I'm still going to the banquet tonight. Who knows? That's the fun of God, He lets you explore possibilities. Song of Songs 2:4 "He brings me to the banqueting hall, so everyone can see how much He loves me" (NLT).