Photo by Levi Meir Clancy on Unsplash It has been a few years of waiting. Years of wondering what God wants to do in me and through me. At times, it has felt less like standing still and more like walking down a long hallway, looking at each door and wondering which one I am supposed to walk through. Since moving to the Kitsap Peninsula, I have worked several different jobs. Each position has taught me something, stretched me in some way, and added another piece to the journey. Yet somehow, after all the changes, I find myself returning to the place where my ministry began more than twenty years ago. I would like to say that the path has always made sense. It has not. There have been moments of clarity, but there have also been long stretches of uncertainty. I have wondered whether I missed a door, chose the wrong one, or simply needed to keep walking. Waiting has not felt passive. It has required me to keep showing up, keep listening, and keep trusting God when I coul...
Where Presence Becomes Ministry