Ministry Hangover??

I guess it was a great way to end a great summer.

This whole summer has been incredible. I graduated my 3rd year of Master's Commission, I got a job, a car and fixed up a trailer for my first real place ((with much help from my boyfriend and his family)).
It was a busy time. ((only thing is, I never got a puppy)).

Being in Master's you are in a ministry bubble 24/7. Its an awesome experience. Ministry is like my drug, I love those Jesus fumes! But when you are out of Master's its really hard to get plugged back into church and if you are not careful you can lose yourself.

I have recently hopped on board the women's ministry and its very exciting! I am looking forward to gaining wisdom from these ladies. I am also excited to teach young girls at Church on Wednesday nights. If you are not pouring your life out into some one else, its a wasted life.

And yesterday our Church kicked off  Summer Slam. It was tons of fun. With a camera in my hand I set off to document the events. One thing I documented for sure; photography is not in my blood.

When part of a Master's team you always learn to work. Go hard or go home. This time seemed different. I was the only one out of Master's from previous years there. I didn't feel competition. ((Ministry should never be competition)). I didn't feel like I was trying to gain approval or out serve anyone. Not that I ever really thought that, but that burden was lifted, so it had to have been there.

I was serving and working because, unlike photography, it is in my blood. It gave me motivation. Ministry for me some days, confirms my faith and fuels my soul. I get so excited when I can serve my Church, and be an armor bearer to others. I love helping.

I love Jesus. ((the most)).


Seventh Chance ((college and career)) were beasts when it came to clean up. I felt like I didn't need to be in a Ministry program to do ministry. It brought me back to when I was in High School and I was up at the Church every day that I could doing anything I could.

Christ is my passion. Serving is my expression of that passion. Although this summer had been fantastic, I had not lived in my passion. Working at Summer Slam just reminded me of how it felt to serve.

The night ended with a headache and this morning my whole body hurts.

. . .its a Ministry Hang over and I can't wait till the next one.