Just over ten months ago I embarked on a completely new life experience. I left everything that was comfortable to attend Christ for the Nations. I didn’t have a timeline of how long I would be gone, or if I was going to ever return back to Tucson. I learned years ago that my timelines are DEFINITELY not God’s timelines. According to my plan, I should have a wife, a 3 year old, an 18th month old and 2 buns in the ovens. With that being said, I only knew I was supposed to go to CFNI to prevent any regrets I’d have later on in life but I didn’t know for how long. Little did I know CFNI was God’s ticket to get this stubborn boy out of Tucson and connect him with Dutch Sheets Ministries (DSM) where God would open a door for me to work and partner with the ministry to carry the vision to teach, awaken, and reform this nation. A place I never thought I would ever work but incredibly honored to do so! There was a real struggle in August when I enrolled for the fall semester. I wasn’t full sure that I was supposed to attend for another semester. The struggle grew heavier until 5 weeks into the semester I finally found clarity after listening to Lance Walnau and asking God for wisdom. Crate and Barrel offered me a positioned in their Dallas store but this time it was different. In years past, I never wanted to pursue any type of management because I didn’t think I was called to the marketplace ministry and I didn’t want the company to invest in me because I didn’t have long term plans with them. But while I was sitting in class, the light bulb came on and I realized “This is what I am supposed to do.” This was the platform God was building for me and now was my chance to pursue it. And even though I’d be starting from the bottom up again, it was worth it. However, I was now faced with the balancing act of: Christ for the Nations Dutch Sheets Ministries and Crate and Barrel When it comes to choosing check out lines, I’m the worse. I always choose the slowest cashier. It’s inevitable. I often stand in line analyzing my place in line with where I “would be” if I had gotten into another one. Punching myself in the face when I realize I would probably already be in the parking lot if I had gone into a different line, I still stay. Why? Because “I’ve already invested so much time into this stupid line I’m going to make it work!!!” That and the fact I don’t want the super slow cashier, who could care less, to feel bad because I was rejecting her. Don’t lie, you do this too! This explains some of what I was feeling this fall. I’m now mature enough that I don’t make decisions based on making other people happy, but I had invested so much time and energy into classes at CFNI that after the first week of school, withdrawing was never an option for me. Until I was sitting in class one day and I realized “You know, you don’t have to stay here, you can quit.” It was in that moment that I felt a huge burden lifted off my shoulders. I didn’t have to stay in the checkout line. I realized CFNI is good, but it wasn’t God’s best for me. My season was over and I knew it all along. It took a few weeks for things to come into place logistically, but here I am beginning to pack my stuff to move off campus and embrace this next season here in Dallas. Even in the time that I’ve made the decision, God has opened up doors and favor over my life that I just can’t explain. When I realigned myself to where he has called me to, I also placed myself under the open window of heaven. I am grateful for the relationships and the growth I’ve experienced at CFNI and now I’m looking forward to even greater things that are around the corner. Thank you to those that have prayed with me over the past few weeks. You’ve been a great encouragement to me.
Posted on: Thu, 16 Oct 2014 01:45:47 +0000
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