Rather than dying to my need for approval, I died to the clear callings God had put in my soul and the clear gifts and equipping he had given me. I just wished it all away . . . it was costing too much. It was costing me my people, everyone’s approval, the thing I loved most. So I sat on it. The little portion of his work that God gave me to do for a few years before I see him again, I sat on, praying it would go away. I was no different than Jonah running from God’s clear call to share him with Nineveh. I was not going. I’m thankful he didn’t have me eaten by a whale. I did wonder sometimes,
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