...wailing into dancing.....

.. prayers quieting my heart...excitement rising as I am coming closer to the place that God has so clearly called me to...unknown territory, new people...what will it be... will I be able to be all I need to be...
He is whispering in my ear.. Trust me, my child... I have prepared you for this for a very long time...
Baby clothes, friendly faces.. sorting, folding.. I know this.. how fun.. and then there she came... my first client... helping her find things for the baby she is is expecting, a little girl.... very familiar indeed.
Later taking down all her information and setting up our first session together, exhilarating.
My heart is  full of love and compassion... overflowing. And it dawns on me.. this is where we are supposed to be... outside the safe bubble of "Church-ianity".... out, where people are dealing with horrific circumstances... looking for answers and help, and love and compassion.. that's why we are here, that's why I am there, or wherever God will direct me to. To share His love with one person at a time struggling to figure things out, desperate for some light to show them the way...
And then it is  up to Him to turn their wailing into dancing... as He continues to do for me..because He keeps His promises.... my beloved Saviour... I am dancing!


You turned my wailing into dancing;
       you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,

 that my heart may sing to you and not be silent. 

       O LORD my God, I will give you thanks forever.