A few weeks ago I was released from a “calling” in church. A service calling. There are the freebies where you choose your own adventure and then there are the callings. In those cases you do it or you don’t. You get the blessings or you don’t. You do not ask for where you serve. You are called to where you serve.
Because you don’t choose it, it’s usually not what you’d choose for yourself, but it’s more rewarding.
I like the freebies and I like the callings. You know, they both have their pros.
And then I got “released” from it. Finished with my term of duty. Mr. Right got a new calling and he will be busy. And me? I will reap his blessings.
Last week I sat in church for the first time and instead of thinking of all those calling things, I thought nothing.
My servitude was like having a radio station always playing in the back of my mind. Always on. Always trying to tune in. Even if I was busy with life I was always listening.
Sometimes I wanted the station to play louder and the Lord would keep it turned down and I would strain to pay attention and listen. He loves me that way.
Sometimes I was exhausted and wanted to sleep and I had to tell the Lord, “Pease turn it down for tonight!” and He would and then He would turn it up when I was all rested. He loves me that way too.
Then I got released and the station went silent.
Because somebody else was “called” and is now tuned in.
Tomorrow I will get called to something else. A different station will be playing. A quieter one.
Tickle me pink. I love my callings.
Especially the calling I get to peak in on before I go to bed at night. All snug and untroubled and quietly breathing.
I also like the calling that is devoted to me and will be until another lady rightfully takes my place.
And then there is that calling that has an independent spirit so compressed in her teeny frame that it creates it’s own energy.
Those are my favorite callings. I try to always tune into those stations. The Lord helps me with these ones in particular. He loves me that way.
P.S. Today in church when I got my new calling, The Princess turned to me and said, “I guess you got a new calling huh? But you’re still my mom – you’re still over me aren’t ya?”