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Calling of God

January 25, 2017

Do you ever catch yourself not trusting God's timing or planning? Or better yet, thinking that your plans are better than His because He won't provide for you? I have been doing a lot of that lately in my life and I realized that when I am being the least untrusting in my walk is when God shows up the most.

For the past eight years of my life has been surrounded by marching band and for the first time I have decided that my senior year of college I won't be doing marching band. This decision hasn't been easy for me because band has been a cornerstone in my life but I realized that my heart is other places.

Tonight I am going to a meeting about applying to be a resident assistant to see where this path is my life leads. However, making the decision to go down this road with God was really hard because I was difficult because I didn't think I could just leave band behind. When I was in the midst of saying God if there isn't clarity on my heart then I won't go to this meeting. God listened, just like he always does.

God showed me that there is someone to step up for me in band and that it is okay to pursue the other calls he has placed in my life. While following the calls of God might not be easy and it might not always end in us getting what we want, it will teach us an incredibly valuable life lesson.

Sometimes hearing the calling of God is just praying and taking a leap of faith into grace of the unknown.

Have you heard His call? Do you need to take a jump?

xoxo,
Em

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