I don’t know what it is, but the air was a little fresher, crisper this morning. It could have been the amazing springtime weather that rolled into DC this week, but I think it’s more than that.
I’m six months into the protege program and I feel like this morning was a new day. I feel like the Lord is laying on my heart right this moment that the ride is just beginning. I’m looking forward to it.
I feel like there are good things on the horizon for NCC and for myself personally. I can’t really explain it much more than that.
The best is yet to come.
I met with Team Uganda this afternoon and lead a discussion on life as story, and why our stories matter. I just can’t get past the fact that our stories are teaching other people how to live their own stories.
In talking about my amazing financial supporters back in NY, one of the girls thought I must feel an incredible amount of pressure to come out of this year with a sense of accomplishment, having some things to show the folks at home where their money is going.
I guess I never thought of it like that before.
After pondering it this afternoon, I think the answer is no, there isn’t any pressure. I love and appreciate my supporters, but I believe I’m doing what God has called me to do, so the pressure is on Him. There’s a sense of accountability to my supporters, but at the same time as long as I keep myself in the will of God, He has ordained everything I do. He’s set up the good works I do, the projects I have a hand in, ordering my steps. I’m just a tree in the story of a forest…a story God is writing. My supporters know me well enough, and trust God enough to support me financially. They know I’ll be a good steward of the provision I’ve been given to the best of my abilities, and the rest is up to God.
We are trees, not forests. Don’t forget that.