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When He tells you to "Go"!

Often God speaks and we either don't hear him, or worse we don't obey. Perhaps we didn't think He really meant it or we want additional confirmation. Whatever our reason, if we do not honor the request, we are outside God's will for our lives. My husband was called into ministry many years ago. At first, he didn't truly see what his role was suppose to be, but eventually he knew he was suppose to pastor a church. We made excuses along the way thinking we were not qualified in one respect or another to shepherd a group of people. In the end, they were just excuses and God was still telling him the same thing.

Now, we have been told to "Go". I can promise you this, when God is in something and you are obedient to his commands, it will happen and it will sometimes happen so fast you cannot keep up. Yesterday we informed our church, OASIS, we had been called to go. The Lord has provided us with a pastorate at Church @ the Lake in Lake Yale, Florida. This process started just 8 weeks ago and I am still trying to wrap myself around only having 4 weeks left to be in Florida. We own a house, two in fact. I have to decide what to keep, what to sell, and what to give away. What do I pack now and what can wait. We have a place to stay, but I also need a job. Not an easy task from out of state.

Not only the logistics, but the emotion of it all is overwhelming. Those on the receiving end, the new church and our family and friends are so excited we are returning. Those here are, of course, happy for us but just like us mourning as well. We have met some truly remarkable people here. My hope is we have made some life long friends as well. We have learned how to do ministry here. Steve performed his first wedding and his first funeral from this church. While trying to wear a smile and hold back tears, we hugged friend after friend. My only response was "It's ok, it's a good thing". It is, but still painful to the heart.

Many places in the bible tell us of God's command on his people to go. Abraham, Moses, the Israelites, Jesus from his heavenly post and Paul just to name a few. Each one of them had struggles with the directive; however, each one of them went. When they allowed God to order their steps, the world changed in some way. Our hope is that this will happen in our small corner of Florida as well. Our only job is to tell people about Jesus. We don't have to convince anyone of his saving power. Our words alone coupled with the Holy Spirit will bring forth new life.

As we "worry" over the small details, we know God already has it all figured out. Our responsibility is to keep an ear turned to Him. To remain faithful in prayer and in the word. To be patient when delays come. To trust Him to handle it all. You can also allow Him to take the burden from your shoulders. All you have to do is ask.

In His service
Mally

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