I've decided that I can't go to any more conferences until I graduate college. They just make me so frustrated. I think I have a love/hate relationship with them. For instance this past weekend I got to go to the National Missionary Convention, I LOVED getting to walk through hundreds of booths and talk with missionaries working all over the world. I was overwhelmed by the realization that God is alive and moving and I could walk up to any of the missionaries and hear stories of what God is up to. And the morning and evening worship sessions were amazing. Its just so easy to get lost in the music and moment of worship when I'm surrounded by thousands of people. The workshops durring the day were awesome too. I got to learn about how to start from the very beginning and create a missions plan for a church. And I got to learn about ways to get the church involved in tackling AIDS, sex trafficing and poverty. I also had a really good reminder about the importance of fasting and journaling at a workshop about growing your passion for God. But then the conference is over, I'm pumped up, full of ideas and wanting to make a difference and all I get to do is go back and sit in a classroom for 3 more semesters. One of the speakers said, "You will be much more efficient if you sharpen your ax before you start chopping wood." I guess that's my period of life right now, but I'm soooo ready to start chopping some trees.
I really wonder what God is up to. I got offered a possition working in Krokow, Poland leading a youth ministry, and a book club, and running a coffee shop. It'd be pretty sweet, but God didn't say go... This past weekend was a good time of God reminding me that he knows the plans he has for me and I've just got to trust that. I'll know what they are when I need to. I'm starting to think whats next might have something to do with inner-city ministry. I'll guess we'll just have to wait and see.
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