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I hate my new life without Conner, but God is still moving.  HE is holding me near and mending my broken soul each day I allow HIM in. 

I have known for quite some time that HE was calling me into ministry.  I have been doing women's ministry for a while, but I felt like HE was calling me into speaking and writing.  If Conner were here, you could ask him how much I struggled with knowing my calling and not seeing it come to fruition (at least like I envisioned it should).  I can only imagine what King David must have felt like, along with Joseph and Abraham and Noah and Moses and on and on! I would feel this burning within me to do what HE had made me to do (Ephesians 2:10), and then stand by and watch others fulfill what I thought I had been called to.  

I am not joking at all!  One time (when Conner was still here) I KNEW that The Lord was leading me to a specific event, only to watch it given to someone else. The Lord even gave me prophetic details for this specific event, and then sat me down on the sidelines to watch each detail come together without me or my input. Conner basically told me I had to go to the event in support.  Higher than that, I knew The Lord was telling me to support HIS Kingdom efforts, as HE broke my selfish pride.  HE would speak to me through what seemed like...everything...about being a Kingdom-minded woman and that involved removal of self. That is a painful lesson to learn dear friends!

Here I am today, eight months after my Conner's accident and I have little stock in the future anymore, but I want to be faithful when HE leads me!  I no longer hold tightly to what I used to.  Pain and death have a way of instantaneously stripping your life of all that you once held as important.  I no longer have the ache in my soul to write and speak.  Maybe HE will return the passion someday and maybe not.  What I now have is greater than the obsession...purpose.  I no longer feel the pain of the wait, but I know and understand my purpose and I am peaceful as I step through doors that only HE can open!  I don't know if I can attribute it to the numbness of grief or the overwhelming peace in knowing what matters and what does not (maybe I should bank on the Peace)!  When HE provides an opportunity, if I am available, I will go. 

HE has provided an opportunity for me to share part of my story, through an interview, at a conference on May 2nd in Dallas.  I am always ready to share HIS Goodness to me because now-a-days....I need the reminder!!  I am excited and wanted to invite any lady that will be in the Dallas area to come to this event on May 2nd!  I have never heard Kay Arthur speak, but I am so excited to sit under her teaching for a day.  I am also beside myself to meet the other girl sharing her story.  I have been let in on some of the details and I can PROMISE you that The Lord is moving in CRAZY and AMAZING ways....all without our complete knowledge of HIS Plan.  It is truly humbling to watch HIM weave these things together, knowing that HIS Hand is the guiding force and not ours!  Come see what HE wants to say to you!  I am praying in expectation!

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Unknown said…
I am so excited to see what God is doing thru you and with you Kristin Wilson and will definitely be there!!! ❤️������
April 18, 2015 at 8:10 PM
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