And so it begins . . . .

The mental conversation in my head of late has gone something like this:

Uhhhh, you work in ministry full time now.

Really?This is what I get paid to do?

Yep, this is your job, your profession, you know . . . your work.

No way, I get paid to do something I love?

Yup.

SWEET.

It's crazy. CRAZY. I'm doing ministry . . . full-time . . . for my job. Really people, I'm tripping out on this. I mean if you talked with me a year ago this is not at all where I thought I would be, oh it is exactly where I wanted to be but heck no I didn't think that I would actually get to do what I want, what my heart wants. And now I do . . . I'm in ministry . . . me. And yes, I know some of you will think, well of course, we knew that, but I didn't and I kinda still don't. I'm so thankful for it and I'm so blessed by it but I'm still trying to make sure that this isn't some extended dream sequence that I will wake up from and have that sinking feeling that it was all just a dream.

Ok, sorry I'm still a bit in a daze of realizing this is now my reality and getting settled in all the new stuff. I plan on getting back to the "You shaped Me" post that I mentioned a few back, it's all up in my head but just needs to get down on paper, or screen as it may be.

On another note, I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving and fill yourself with all kinds of yummy treats and get some good time with family and friends.