It took me a while to be okay with this call, to be happy about where I was going to go. Eventually, though, I became okay with it. I became happy about it. I even desire it now.
But I told God, I will NEVER do Youth Ministry. Ever.
Never tell God never.
When I started dating Daimian and we realized we wanted to get married, our callings came into discussion. I had told God I wouldn't be a youth pastor. Daimian told God he wasn't going to go to Africa.
God has a sense of humor.
And now, despite what I told Him before, I am so glad that God has me doing Youth Ministry. I love it. I love the kids. I love the events. I love the work. I love the challenge. I love seeing my husband grow. I love my own growth. I love the kid's growth.
Before, I said while I am waiting to pursue my calling in Africa, I will do youth. But that is no longer how I view it. Right now, I am a youth pastor. Later, I will be in Africa.
In both ways and at both times, I am fulfilling my calling.
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