Okay. I’m guilty. I don’t write much any more. The question is why. The answer is simple. I had to go back to work. I now work seventy hours every two week pay period.

Not only that I’ve gone back to school to become a certified Chaplain. I was ordained two years ago this month. It seems co-incidental that I would start my first class on the same date as my ordination two years ago. . . the 2nd of February.

God quickened to me to take the course when I saw it posted by a minister friend of mine. I don’t normally throw down money without a reason yet I did. This 18 week course is more important than money. My wife always gets after me about my seeming obsession with money. I guess there is a hint of reality to that. You see, I was born poor. Very poor. I don’t intend to go back there. God has given me everything we need to live so I don’t worry about it as long as I know He has things in control and He assures me what I’m doing it right. I do have to be a good steward of what I’m given. If not I’m being wasteful. That’s all I’m saying about this.

Chaplaincy certification is another step up the ladder in the calling upon me. I have no idea where this will lead. I just move forward and expect God will open more doors for me to walk through in the summer of this year. We’ve only gotten through the Introduction, Hospital and Hospice Care portions so far and having been in a hospital setting for twenty-eight years I understand the workings of this type of environment. I have an open door to Navy Chaplains. I’ve volunteered in the local civilian hospital via the Hospital Auxiliary for a couple of years. But I don’t want to make a decision of an avenue of chaplaincy yet, because another portion deals with prisons. I headed a prison ministry out of my church for a couple of years coupled with the Yolk Fellow Ministries as well as having my guys teach yet another night with the Warden’s permission. There is so much a Chaplain can do I want to hear all the avenues I can look into. I don’t want to pass up any of the other possible opportunities that God may speak to me about.

I turned seventy years old last October and was starting to feel like there was no where to go, but this has changed my perspective. I feel a fresh breath of life to continue on.

On another note, my wife has been attending to ministry school as well and will be ordained tomorrow morning. We have come a long way from our beginnings going on twelve years ago at this time. I never dreamed this would be were we are today back then. We only knew back then we were in love and it was solid and even though we made mistakes back then we came to grips with them and made good out of a bad situation from those days. She and I will jointly be ordained ministers of the Christian faith and it amazes me where God is taking us.

If anyone reading this feels like you have no direction in life, yet you’ve been asking God for it, I can assure you it only takes a flash of light in your spirit like came before Paul. Something like that will forever change you mind and heart. Don’t give up. Move forward and direction will come to you. I guarantee it. God can’t give you direction if you’re not moving. Once you start moving, God will take the wheel and turn you the right direction. Let it happen.

I look forward to more years of active ministry. Something my dad would be blown away about. He didn’t believe I’d live past age sixty. I’m over ten years past that. And I’m still moving forward. Any you know why? Because I’ve always been open to God and He has proven Himself strong on my behalf no matter how far or how close I am to Him.

I’m convinced you can feel a million miles from God and you can turn around and run square into Him. He will never leave you. He will never forsake you. He loves you and is highly concerned for you. Even when you fail. You see, He knows the end from the beginning and He’s convinced you are worth His while. Heads up. He’s got your back, your front and side too if you must know.

Don’t give up. Life is there if you want it.