I thank God for His faithfulness and love as God waits for my response to His calling.
Call to Ministry Stories
Every day, I am more convinced that the best way I can communicate God’s radical love is by helping others to realize that God embraces and cherishes them just as they are.
I knew God was sending me, and I knew that wherever He sent me, He would also be with me, as He always has been.
It sounds like I should already be retired by now but God still gives me the grace to be part of His story.
The adults in my life did not plant the seed. Rather, I believe God had planted it there and entrusted my community to water it and give it a chance to grow.
At the tender age of 22, I found myself ushered into a version of the gospel I still find appealing.
“Michael, until you stop telling God what you’re going to do and start listening for God to tell you what to do, you’re never going to understand God’s purpose for your life.”
I did not have a vision. I did not hear a voice. In fact, the further along I went, the more obstacles showed up as well as unexpected curves.
When was I called to vocational ministry? You may say I was always called, you may say I was never called.
“Of all the people I went to high school with, that’s the last guy I would have thought would become a pastor.”
I have seen the Lord confirm time and again where he wants me to be.
The outer call from the congregation blossomed through God’s grace into an inner call of deep joy.
My hardship pushed me to the point that I felt that only prayer could help me get through my problems at that time.