Today I feel drained, and I feel blessed, and I feel raw. When I say I feel raw, it's the kind of raw that only happens after you have scrubbed skin to hard. It's not altogether bad, I feel the areas in my life that need more awakening batting their eyelids in a sleepy stupor, realizing that today they are late to work because the alarm didn't sound.
Yet these parts of my life are getting ready for work, yet again, fueling the flame for motivation and labor in the Kingdom's work. But instead of putting on business suits, they are putting on overalls, gardening gloves, a sun hat, and boots. These parts of my life are gearing up to get dirty, walk many-a-mile, and possibly even get a few scratches along the way.
I feel like the calling I feel ever-present that God has put in my heart is not one of glamour, or a clean-cut lifestyle. Yet, I feel that he has called me to "get my hands dirty" in ministry and really dig deep into the soil. I feel that I should be investing my time with those deemed "unclean" by today's society, go out and find the broken, the hidden, the outcast, even those in that category that are rich by the standards of culture.
But today, I feel drained, blessed, and raw, simply because I have noticed my areas of lack, I have wonderful friends who live above reproach and remind me to do this also, and because I am mending those places in my life to be stronger for ministry. Under the overalls there is armor, and somehow...it's got to much of a shine on it for me.
All to God
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