I've grown up at First United Methodist Church in Murray, KY. That's the place I became a Christian, the church I got baptized through, and so on. It's a big church...or what I considered big. I've been highly involved over the last couple of years, throwing myself into everything I could. I dreamed of growing old in that church. But God called me somewhere else. He called me to a tiny church in Paris, TN. A church COMPLETELY opposite from the church I call home (and love dearly). I got mad. Mad because I didn't want to leave my church. Mad because I loved my pastor and didn't want to stop listening to his wonderful sermons. Mad cause I wanted to worship with my friends and family. But no matter how mad I got, God still told me I needed to go. So here I am, beginning my new journey. A journey with so many unknowns and so many possibilities. A journey with so much hope and few restrictions.
I've been "on the job" as a Children's Minister for about 2 weeks now. The church has welcomed me with open arms.
This Sunday, though, wraps up my life with First United Methodist Church. It's Senior Sunday. A day to recognize all the Seniors. And most importantly, my last day to attend and my last day to perform with the youth praise band. My journey there is over. It's bittersweet. It really is. I am so sad to leave my wonderful church filled with wonderful people that I've grown up with, but I am so grateful that God has put these wonderful opportunities in my life.
I have the opportunity to teach these wonderful children the message of Jesus Christ. I can help them grow into our future. I have the ability to hopefully become the Youth Minister in years to come as well.
The more time I spend at this wonderful new church of mine, the deeper I fall in love. He has great plans for me!
Also, I may be periodically posting my lessons because sometimes the simple children things are things us adults need to learn/remember as well.
Blessings,
Faith
