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Monday, November 13, 2006

Kristy and me

I feel lately like my blogs are lacking… last year I had so many adventures and so many funny things happen. This year I almost feel like boring Wendy… oh man…

The closer it gets to December 23 (the day I fly home) the sadder I get. I think I’m really going to miss my small group girls from Westside. They are amazing and I have had the privilege of seeing them grow in God in the past year. It was actually intense on Friday… At Youth we had a quieter service, which included a good worship time, and then reflection on a verse Jason gave us. After that we went into our small groups and talked. The conversation in my group turned into a heated debate on “where was God in the holocaust?” It was wild. My girls are all in grade eight but this topic seemed so real to them. Two out of the three girls mainly in the debate are new Christians so it was amazing just to hear their opinions on it.

Another girl in my small group just had some amazing life spoken into her Friday. She had no idea she was beautiful. She is such a sweet girl but sometimes I forget that the only place she might hear that is at youth. I love my girls.

I guess another cool thing has happened. Life has just been so random lately. Just with friends and the way God is talking to me. A passion has been put into my heart for a program to be started in the church. I have to pray for a while but its almost like things are falling into place and I’m just watching it all happen. I had a little argument with God on Sunday. After I had more of a vision I told God that I am the least bit qualified to start this kind of program… Then I remembered a quote I saw on Jason’s door, “ God doesn’t call the qualified, He qualifies the called.” After that I felt a little stupid about questioning God and a new more excited passion for how to prepare for such a ministry started in me.

Well I guess that is all in the life of Wendy!!!!

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