It’s October. October!! I love this month. I like September quite a lot too, what with all the pumpkin exploding and the leaves starting to change. But I feel like in October, fall fully makes her glorious arrival. There’s just so much to love about this month, and one of the things I’m loving is the Write 31 Days challenge. This year I’m doing a little mixer. I’ll be joining up with my girls from Kate’s and Five Minute Friday for daily prompts, and trying to focus a little on my word for the year: Faithful. Because sometimes faithful and brave and all of that isn’t so easy.
So come on and join me. It’ll be fun. I promise.
Day One: Calling.
In my small group we’ve been reading Jen Hatmaker’s book For the Love. You guys. She’s hilarious. And she nails it. From fashion faux pas to bringing the Kingdom. This week we went over her chapters on calling and running our race. And let me just quote her here:
“Give your gifts the same attention you would if it paid. (Or paid well! Some do our best, most meaningful work for peanuts. Don’t be shamed out of your race for a bigger paycheck. I didn’t make a living as a writer for years. My neighbor, upon hearing I was a Christian author, once said: “Oh! Is there a market for that?” Me: “I have no idea.”
Now those are just good words right there. I know for me, I struggle with finding my calling and chasing after my own selfish desires. Like for example: I want to be the next Liz Curtis Higgs. But when I strain and try and push to make it happen, my books don’t sell, my blog is vacant and my heart aches. But when I write for Jesus and straight from my heart, it doesn’t matter who reads the words on the page, because it was all for Him.
I had an interesting conversation with a Chaplin on Monday. She and I sat in the staff lounge of the psychiatric unit of our local hospital and discussed seminary. She told me about her journey of finding her calling, by walking through doors that seemed slammed shut, buy opened by grace. Her story wasn’t big and fancy or full of prosperous riches, it was simple and lovely and huge because she followed her calling.
I think sometimes we get stuck on what it is we’re supposed to be doing. It doesn’t seem big and great if our name isn’t in lights or at the top of the Best Sellers List. But what we’re missing is the beauty in the mundane. The Kingdom in the laundry room. The joy in the morning of a brand new day. Maybe our calling isn’t what we want it to be or where we want it to be, but it’s ours just the same. We do Kingdom work each day, dear reader, when we follow His lead and love his people. And that is a beautiful calling.