My aunt is opening a children's store. One part of the store will have supplies for disabled children. I talked to her for a long time about this last night. "Eventually, I would like to carry your tapes," she told me. She also said that she wants me to come and do a seminar some weekend. She has hit on another dream I have had for a while, a dream of speaking to people. I realized as I was talking to her that I don't want to be Sandi Patti or even Twila Paris, who writes everything she sings. I would rather be like Gloria Gaither, if I were choosing. I want to minister through writing, both prose and lyrics. I want to touch disabled children and their families in a personal way. I want to minister to even "normal" people who are lonely and to whom no one has reached out. I am confused because I don't know where it is that I can do all of those things, and I always want to see the impact that I have on people's lives. I know that I cannot and will not always see it. I just need to trust the Lord to use me in whatever way He sees fit. I need to be able to be content with His will. But I cannot even do that on my own.
On the other hand, I talked to Mike this weekend. "Just keep blooming where you're planted," he said. I realized that where I am planted is as a freshman at Anderson University. I need to put my heart into my work and my life right here, just as Amy Gaither does.