Today is special. In all the usual busyness and chaos I completely forgot, but today is another big step toward the horizon! The last day of my last week of conventional work. For about the last year (more like the last 10 years actually) I’ve been working towards this change, and it’s arrival feels, to be honest, altogether underwhelming. Weird.
September is the beginning of a new adventure and a little leap of faith. I’m giving up two days a week at work to pursue a peculiar dream, one which is hard to put into words, but one which I believe came from the One whose finger marked out the horizon.
It’s been a strange time leading up to this, busyness and chaos haven’t left much time to get excited or afraid or any of the host of other emotions I should be feeling right now. But I’m not feeling them. What I am feeling is a quiet sense of peace.
Since the day I left what people call ‘full-time ministry’ over ten years ago, a lot of what I’ve done has felt a bit like an interlude. But in truth I’ve learned so much through the everyday and the mundane. The naïve young man I was ten years ago wouldn’t last 5 minutes in most of the places I operate today. If there’s one thing I’ve earned from 10 years working in construction it’s thick skin. But more than that I’ve learned so much about people. About tough, hardworking dudes who are fighting to survive. About what it’s like to live without the safety net of a regular income working in an office or a school or anywhere else with a roof. About having to religiously check the weather forecast several times a day. About how to read people and figure out of they’re trying to rip you off. About what it’s like to have to fight for what’s yours in an unforgiving environment. I’ve been through grief, I’ve walked with friends and loved ones through the darkest night of the soul, and thank God I’m still here, fists still swinging.
It’s hard to say exactly what the future holds, but I have a vague shadow of a dream to pursue. What I do know is that God has used the last 10 or so years to equip and change me for what lies ahead. Like a shapeless piece of metal in the hands of a blacksmith I’ve been thrown in the fire, dipped in freezing water and hammered half way to hell. But that’s how swords are made. The Bible is pretty clear on that.
Want to pursue the dreams God has given you? Then get ready to spend some time in the desert, because that’s where we learn.
Ask Moses, David, or Joseph. They’ll tell you.
So what does September bring? Going down to 3 days at work, going back to School, living in part on voluntary financial giving, and making space in my life to pursue crazy dreams.
I hope to write more on the specifics of this journey, so that we can ride it out together. I look forward to sharing some of the lessons and experiences along the way in those rare moments of quiet at the roadside.
So, for me and anyone else on a journey, what inspiring stories, quotes or tidbits can you share to bring strength in the dark moments? Answers in the comments section below!
See you on the road,
P.S. For more details take a look at my page 2014 Our Year Of Change