As of this past Sunday, I am officially the new youth director at Dayspring United Methodist. A year ago, nothing about that statement would have looked right to me.  For starters, I was able to worship on Saturday nights at the Village, I was Baptist (sort of) and I wasn’t remotely intersted in directing youth.  I told a friend (via e-mail) today that I don’t really “feel called” to youth ministry, but I do think that God has led me to this church, for this purpose, at this time which has me both excited and scared.

I like to listen to lectures on iTunesU — after all of the education I paid for, I feel like I deserve some FREE education — and I heard a definition of “calling” that I particularly liked.  “God’s hand leading us to a specific plan, position, or task in order to glorify himself as we faithfully serve him.”  The lecturer also added, “In this call, God is as interested in what he is doing in our life as he is those to whom he has called us to serve.”  The past few months has been a series of opened doors that has led me to a place I didn’t really want to go, and yet now I’m so very thankful that I’m here.  It’s good to be where you are suppose to be.

To change topics a bit, a friend of mine from college just qualified for the Boston Marathon on Sunday!  I actually saw him at a race here in Tyler back in October.  I should probably go out for a run tomorrow but it’s going to be SO COLD.  Todd, I’m coming over to use your treadmill…  The knee is feeling much much better now which means I really don’t have an excuse (other than the “extreme” cold) for not getting out there more often.  Gosh, it’s not even going to make it to 40 tomorrow…