Here I am Lord. Send me.

I remember the first time I read that scripture out loud and meant it.  With every ounce of my being.

In the last few years, I have asked myself over and over again, “Lord, when will it be my turn?”  He’s been quite silent on the topic.  

I play very much a supportive role in my friends’ lives.  I have one friend who is writing a book.  I’m her cheerleader, reading what she’s writing as it unfolds, giving a whole lot of encouragement with small sides of constructive criticism.

I have another friend who is entrepreneurial.  She works a “9-5” but also has started two small businesses.  I find myself cheering her on as she walks into and through this opportunities.  

I have another friend who is working on her acting career.  There are times that I talk to her frequently, and there are times when I don’t talk to her for a year.  I am forever in her corner, though, believing that one day she will be a household name.

Sometimes, surrounded by these amazing women who are pursuing their dreams, I feel like the proverbial red-headed step-child, living in their shadows, waiting for recognition.  Not looking for sympathy.  Just being honest.

But, tonight as I was reading my friend’s manuscript, thinking about the logistics of another friend’s speaking engagement next weekend, it hit me.  I am where the Lord has sent me.  For such a time as this.

Sometimes the places that God sends you are in the spotlight…leading groups of people; preaching.  Other times, you are in the background, holding up the arms of those who need your support.  It is in the times of obscurity that your true character is forged.  Forging character is a difficult process.  It’s hot, sweaty, makes the muscles hurt, the nerves short.  But, without these times, you would melt in the spotlight.

Here I am Lord.  Send me.

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