What’s The Rush? Who Called You?

I was talking to someone and they had all these questions. I’m cool with it. They asked me if I still felt like I wasn’t ready and now that I’m rushing towards it…

Now, I let them say other things and responded to what I felt I needed to. Sometimes people just need to talk and express themselves. A response isn’t always required.

But when I saw rush. Not really even rushing, I had to address it.

I am currently 35. God Has been telling me and showing me stuff for at least 22 years. Since I was 13. Someone told my mom I was going to be great before I was 10. I know because it was before we left home.

I sat myself down from my calling because I wasn’t ready. There are so many people who want to be up front and want to be seen. So many people want flashy, visible titles. Minister. Prophet. Apostle. Bishop. Elder. Evangelist.

I talk fast. I think it’s because I read fast and think fast. I have constantly been told I talk too fast and to slow down.

Reading stuff in church was torture. I speak well so they put me out front. But I didn’t pace well. Or I got going and forgot my pacing. So now I have to hear from all of these ppl that I went too fast when I tried to avoid even having to do it.

Being called to use words? Ugh. I so understand Moses and his speech impediment (go on over to a Bible. I’ll even tell you where to find it. Rare. Exodus).

But the thing is, if I wanted a title, I could go places right now and tell them my resume and get a title lickety split.

I feel called to simply serve right now. I joined a church and was honest for once about a lot. I still didn’t tell it all. What could get me that title was included. I didn’t ask to do what it takes to get the title. I simply asked the pastor and his wife what they need in order to simply serve.

Cuz I use my words here. I use my words in conversations all kinds of places. I don’t need a pulpit or stage to walk in what I was called to do.

I attempted to go to seminary for multiple reasons. One was to have a piece of paper for the fallible humans who may need it. That was wrong.

Gifts make room. That’s Bible. Go look it up and whatever else I put a πŸ—£ next to (okay. So that might not hold true. I didn’t note it above when I was on my phone. Now I’m editing on my computer. Just go with all of it. Godspeed. Lol.).

I think all of this requires πŸ—£. He called me. He chose me. He sanctified me. He saved me. He justified me.

He told me what He told me and He showed me what He showed me. I need a pastor. I’m SOOOOOO grateful for the one I have.

I don’t need a paper or a title. I have the seal of God’s approval.

How do I know?

My pastor says things I’ve said without talking to him.

He preached two different parts of Be Ruth Not Sarah while it was still a draft I needed to edit.

I will have a conversation with one person or write a blog and up it pops with another person or someone period. God is smooth that way. πŸ™‚

The things that I feel called to discuss, the areas I feel called to, people let me know that they are necessary.

Gifts and callings are without repentance. πŸ—£ Anyone can take a text. Even the devils know Scripture. πŸ—£

This may just be a thing we say and not Scripture. But. The anointing makes the difference.

You get anointing by being crushed just like the olives to make oil.

You get anointing via wisdom.

Via trials and tribulations.

Via a relationship.

People want the glory but they don’t want the story.

People who powerfully impact have endured some of the hardest things in life. I feel like I’ve lived multiple lives in my current 35 years.

Other people say I’m powerful. I kinda maybe agree? Lol. I’m not finna get a big head or not be humble. Nah. I’m just glad to be of service to the King.

I have been tried in the fire. I suppose there’s a lil gold. πŸ—£

I asked what He wanted. Boy. I asked for wisdom. Tuh.

Be careful seeking His Will and your purpose. Shoot. There is no record of David actually asking. But he was chosen. And buddy went through.

I have to give Him this yes though. I’d be perfectly content in a shadow serving in the back of an assembly. That’s not what He called me to. There are people attached to my yes. I’ve said that for years. And so has my pastor and my family who haaaaaapens to be a Bishop.

Also. I don’t think I will have true peace and joy if I don’t submit myself to His PERFECT will and do what He created me to do.

But I’m not rushing. I haven’t been a member of a church or worked in a church for 10 years. It’s time to get back to serving. It’s time to help someone else. My time will come in God’s time.

Go be great. Someone’s counting on it. You need it too.