The Jordan river laps my toes. The time has come.
We are crossing over.
…The old life is gone; a new life has begun! (2 Corinthians 5:17)
It is time for me to take my place in the history of the world. Time for me to lead. To enter the Promised Land. And make it ours.
It is not often I write something personal on this blog. It is my heart that I write fresh revelation from Him – through me, to you. So I don’t tell anecdotes about the night my son shoved Lego up his nose or my many laundry blunders. While it would make for entertaining reading, it is not what I am called to write or why you are here.
But today I write something personal.
Almost twenty years ago my parents felt called to plant a church in Browns Plains, an outer suburb of Brisbane. They put no pressure on me to join them but I did, and life was never the same.
I was not the kind of person who grew up wanting to be in ministry but somehow ministry found me. Shortly after the church opened I pioneered a youth program reaching unchurched teenagers in the community. I faithfully served God and my parents, despite being single and female. [You can read more of my story in Single Christian Female.]
From youth pastor I also took on children’s ministry and then the role as associate pastor. My husband, Ben, and I crossed paths in 2006 while on a missions trip to China. [You can read that story when I release Married Christian Female.] We got married and began ministering and growing together.
For a few years we have known this was coming. The church was told we were in transition and preparations were being made. Now the transition is over. I am excited and overwhelmed.
This Sunday my husband and I become Senior Pastors of Plains Christian Church. My heart is bursting with pride and anticipation.
Browns Plains isn’t glamorous, neither is pastoring, but you know what? This is my promised land. I feel as though I stand at the Jordan River ready to cross over. Ready to take on the giants. Ready to tear down walls.
Like Joshua, I have wandered in the desert at times. There have been highs, lows, and moments where I questioned God and wanted to give up. But God never told me to go back, only move forward.
And now it is time to take possession of our promise.
The commander of the Lord’s army replied, “Take off your sandals, for the place where you are standing is holy.” And Joshua did as he was told. (Joshua 5:15)
Ben and I have a great sense of what is to come. We are on holy ground. God is about to do something great as we step into our calling. I catch my breath at the thought. It is going to be incredible.
But the reason I share this with you is not to gloat. Many of you are wandering in the wilderness; a dry and thirsty land with no end in sight. Don’t lose hope. Your time will come. He who promised is faithful. You will see the goodness of God in the land of the living. Your promise will come. And what a glorious day it will be.
I want you to know dreams come true. I want you to know my heart is fully invested. I do not accept the position lightly. A great responsibility rests on my shoulders. But it feels easy. Not because I am capable. I feel completely out of my depth. Yet I do not blaze this trail alone. I know Jesus is with me, as He was with my parents. I am strong and courageous. The Lord will not fail or abandon me.
This post is like my twelve memorial stones. It is a testimony of my thoughts and feelings. But most importantly it is a sign of the greatness of God. He is faithful. He is good. He will do what He promised.
Great is the Lord! He is most worthy of praise! He is to be feared above all gods. (Psalm 96:4)
Thank you for being here and reading my words. I treasure every one of you and look forward to sharing greater insights from this season with you.