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Have you been called?  Have you ever experienced a calling from God? I haven’t really thought about my commitment to God in terms of a calling before but I think I may be missing something. 

We are all called collectively to several things like love our neighbors as ourselves, to be kind and hospitable, to care for those who are in need, to love God with every ounce of our being. That is typically where I have stopped in my thinking concerning a calling.  I generally think of it collectively. I have been called to follow Jesus.  I have been called according to his purpose. Romans 8:28 and following says,

And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose. For those God foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the image of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brothers and sisters. And those he predestined, he also called; those he called, he also justified; those he justified, he also glorified.

Is there also a sense in which we are called for specific things? Do we have individual or particular callings as a part of the family of God? I Corinthians 12 says that we all have different functions as a part of one body. Romans 12 says that some of us are leaders and some of us are encouragers, some of us are teachers, and so on. 

Has there ever been a time in your life when God’s calling to you was clear?  


When I was diagnosed with breast cancer last August, I heard a lot of talk about ‘pink Warriors’ and ‘the fight of your life’ but that was hard for me to identify with ~ fighting. I understand it and I cheer those on who are called to fight but I had a strong, compelling desire to submit. I believe I was being called to surrender to God’s leading and guiding during this time. That may seem like an insignificant difference but it was monumental to me. I was called to submit. 

I often teach at our church. I find that during long breaks, I get restless and may feel almost lost or disconnected. I need breaks and I love to share a classroom but when I’m completely out of my teaching role, I don’t feel square or right. I feel called to teach. 

Writing helps me process life. There are times when I think I may explode, if I don’t get my thoughts down on paper where I can look at them and rearrange them and make sense of them. Sometimes there are experiences that I have had that I feel compelled to share with others because of the truths that they reveal about our Creator. I feel called to write. 

A couple of years ago, I toyed with the idea of planning a women’s retreat for our church. One afternoon the ideas and even details of the weekend came so fast, I could hardly jot them down quickly enough. It was as if my head was opened up and the retreat was dumped in.  There was no stopping it after that. I felt called/compelled to carry it through. 

There are many instances where the opposite is true. Where doors are simply shut and sometimes bolted closed. I have experienced frustration and disappointment because my ideas or plans were just not going anywhere. I had coffee with a friend recently and we had similar specific goals but her goals were seemingly coming to fruition almost in spite of her whereas mine were going nowhere. I could not seem to make it work. I decided that I needed to rework my goal. It just wasn’t happening. She, on the other hand, was experiencing a strong call. 

I think about Esther. She had to be convinced of her calling. Her uncle could clearly see what she was called to do, but Esther needed help to see it. We can be powerful encouragers when we help others see what God is calling them to do. 

What is God calling you to do?  There is not much else that really matters, is there?

I hope you have a great day!

God bless,

Amy