the call process

Dear District President,

I am powerless.

If God has placed us here, if God has called my husband to serve in this place, if this is the will of God, then I am wrong to desire or pray for anything different–so say the voices, the powers that be.

If this is how we are to suffer for the sake of the Gospel, if our marriage is to be repeatedly damaged and dragged through the mud, if our children are to suffer by way of chronically hurting parents, if our health is to give way from the stress of life and the lives of countless others, and if my flesh and my heart should fall to the ground from the weight of nothing and nobody, then who am I to question what God has ordained?

But perhaps I’m not powerless.  In fact, I know I’m not.

I can trust.

I’m not trying to sound pious, I’m not trying to be noble.

I’m praying to hold on to some thread of faith.

For God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.

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