I got my first word on Friday, the downside was I let my own fears get in the way of listening to God, and helping this elderly lady with her hands full cross the street. When she was across I could feel God wanting to know (Or wanting me to know) Why I didn't help her, admitting my fears I heard "You'll get another chance" Little did I know dh was across town talking to our former neighbor who is in a rough patch and needs someone to watch his kids some. Hm coincidence? I think not..Now my heart isn't into MOD as much as it used to be. Don't get me wrong, I want to see healthy babies, But having had a home birth how can I sit there and say EVERY woman needs a good OB. High risk women need a good OB, a healthy woman, with a healthy pregnancy need a good Midwife. I had a great one if you live by me and want a reference email me ;) Anywhoo.. Mission work is back in my heart. I truly believe it's god leading me back into it. I don't have a clue what or where, but I am meant to serve, that's why I'm here. Until I get my orders I'm anxiously awaiting it, and using my time to learn and grow in him. And above all enjoy living in his grace, even the tough days are possible through him. I long to share him, but lack the courage, or the wisdom to know just what it is I'm supposed to say. For those of you that followed me over through MyChurch. Welcome and make yourselves comfortable.