My Wonderfully Confusing Call to Ministry

| November 28, 2014

In high school, I began to ask the same question that most teenagers ask themselves: What am I going to do with the rest of my life?! While the question can be overwhelming, the answer—for me—was not. 

Just before stepping on a plane for my first overseas mission trip with my youth group, I told my youth pastor that I had surrendered my life to “Christian ministry”—a common phrase in our evangelical vernacular to signify the deferring, but equally fulfilling, of your life’s dreams and plans to the Lord’s purposes, whatever that may mean. For me, I thought this would mean a life of intentional discipleship to other women and a heart of service within my local church. 

Being overseas for the first time was euphoric and only confirmed what I had already declared. Toward the end of the trip, our youth group shared about our experiences and spiritual growth during those weeks. It was a sweet evening capped off with my youth pastor letting the group know that I had recently “surrendered to full-time Christian ministry.” I felt so affirmed in this decision. With all eyes on me, my youth pastor then said, “Liz Lockwood will spend the rest…

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