Life and friends
Crossroads.. thats where I'm at. Life seems to be a series of them.. tonight I was pondering actions I'll be taking a year from now.
To break them down, it basically comes to these two things - Networking opportunity to hopefully further me in my career as a video artist and publisher...
Or spend a week ministering to teens in an intense, life-changing environment.
Its clear which path is more selfish, and which path benefits others above myself. But there's also the matter of knowing (at least so far as I can know) that youth ministry isn't my calling, and if I'm ever to arrive at my calling I've got to advance it somehow... sometime.
Down the road, when all is said and done.. if I go to the camp will I regret not taking the opportunity to create bonds with fellow artists and push my wares? Or if I go to the summit, will I one day regret not investing my time in the life of 5-8 young women? Someone will minister to those women after all.. it doesn't have to be me.. or does it?
And thats about as far as I've gotten myself.
In other news... I think I've finally found a best friend. I've never known what its like to have one of those.. that one exclusive person you can confide in, who understands what you're going through and can both sympathize, give advice, and brainstorm a solution without making me feel dumb. The person who genuinely seems to enjoy my company, who shows evidence of thinking of me as much as I think of them. Someone that takes my thoughts seriously, who shares their worries and their victories, has the same hang-ups, insecurities, sense of humor.
And most of all, is on the same page in terms of our relationship with God.
Thank God for her.
To break them down, it basically comes to these two things - Networking opportunity to hopefully further me in my career as a video artist and publisher...
Or spend a week ministering to teens in an intense, life-changing environment.
Its clear which path is more selfish, and which path benefits others above myself. But there's also the matter of knowing (at least so far as I can know) that youth ministry isn't my calling, and if I'm ever to arrive at my calling I've got to advance it somehow... sometime.
Down the road, when all is said and done.. if I go to the camp will I regret not taking the opportunity to create bonds with fellow artists and push my wares? Or if I go to the summit, will I one day regret not investing my time in the life of 5-8 young women? Someone will minister to those women after all.. it doesn't have to be me.. or does it?
And thats about as far as I've gotten myself.
In other news... I think I've finally found a best friend. I've never known what its like to have one of those.. that one exclusive person you can confide in, who understands what you're going through and can both sympathize, give advice, and brainstorm a solution without making me feel dumb. The person who genuinely seems to enjoy my company, who shows evidence of thinking of me as much as I think of them. Someone that takes my thoughts seriously, who shares their worries and their victories, has the same hang-ups, insecurities, sense of humor.
And most of all, is on the same page in terms of our relationship with God.
Thank God for her.