Today was Adam's last day as a bug killer. I'm happy for him. He got so he really hated his job. On the other hand, I'm a little nervous since he doesn't have anything lined up to replace that income quite yet.
Through this process God is teaching me a lot. Adam has basically accepted (and I guess you could say is now embracing) a call to the ministry. No, he's not going to be a pastor, church planter, youth pastor, worship leader, or anything like that. You see, if it had been something like that, I probably wouldn't have been sweatin' it much. In the back of my mind, I always thought there just might be a possibility God would put me with one of those. His call is a little more ambiguous than that. Of course... ambiguous drives me crazy! Anyway, one of the things he'll be doing in the near future is helping to start a church here in Midtown for the arts community.
I'm learning (yes, I'm a slow learner) that God rarely does things the way we expect. With my work with church planter wives over the past year, I've heard so many talk about how they were not real excited about their husband's call in the beginning and I thought, "well, if God were to call Adam into the ministry, I would be just fine with that. I'm prepared." Little did I know...
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