I had an interesting and ultimately encouraging conversation with a friend today. I said, for perhaps the 20th time “I just feel like I have no life. I am at home often, managing health issues from sun up to sun down, and I feel like that basically sums up my life. At times I don’t even know how to talk to people anymore if it isn’t about health stuff, and I hate it. I don’t want to be like that.”
My friend Rachel, who knows more about my health and life issues than possibly anyone else, began a very helpful monologue. I needed a “talking to.” She explained that I do actually have a life and a ministry, even though its not what *I* had planned for myself.
“I love talking to you because you tell such great stories about how you see God working in your life and how…
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