I only know a thing or two.  Without denial or hesitation I know that I want to be there as children mature and grow in the faith.  More and more I worry that I might have heard God wrong when He told me to go into ministry.  Maybe this is my almost-graduation-sputter, but my heart is in a million places as of late.  The truth is?  I don’t care about money or accolades.  What matters to me is reaching out and changing the life of a child: showing them that God’s love is available and intended for them, whatever field that may be.  I just wish I had some idea of a direction to go.  For now I am spinning in circles.

Home is a wonderful place to be.  Today was the fruit market, grocery store, and the discovery of another peach cat.