I’m learning that everything in life takes time. Right now I know that it will take time for me to heal from losing my sister in such a tragic way. I know that it will take time for us to get pregnant. It’s obviously taken more time then we ever imagined, but that’s okay, we’re trusting God. For so long, I’ve struggled with the burden of “figuring out” my calling in life. It seems like I’m surrounded by so many people that have these obvious gifts and talents but I’ve never felt that I had just one gift in particular that was “my gift”.
Each and every day, I pray that God will continue to lead me to his will for my life. I know that one of my callings is for me to support women during labor and that’s why I became a doula, but I also know that I’ve been called to do more. I love to write (that’s obvious from this blog) and I’ve wrestled with the idea of writing books but then once I start, I feel like I have the hardest time continuing. As a matter of fact, I was writing a book before my sister passed but now I just don’t feel up to the task anymore. Like everything else, I know that writing books take time (A LOT of time) and I will never know my full potential until I complete the tasks that have been given to me. I pray that God gives me the strength I need to continue to follow His guidance and allow His will to be done.
In the meantime, I must learn to be patient and be content with where I am while I’m on the way to where I’m going (I heard that from Joyce Meyer).
For everything there is a season,
a time for every activity under heaven.
-Ecclesiastes 3:1 (NLT)
I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. 13 I can do all this through him who gives me strength.
-Philippians 4:12-13 (NIV)
Kristen D. Johnson
