Lost... not LOST

I feel so incredibly lost right now.

Not lost in the sense of "where am I?" but more so as in a "where am I going?"

After much prayer and discussion with friends and family, I have decided that I'm going to go ahead and become an "apprentice" if you will to start my very own small group this coming winter.

I've never done this before, nor do I feel like I'm the best choice for this position. But I mean, if God sent Jonah as a prophet, I suppose I can do it, right? I don't think it was any coincidence that this opportunity presented itself along with the sermons on Jonah. This was God more or less scooting my boot in the direction that he wanted me to go. That said, if I go missing, go fishing down at the James River and see if you can find me in the belly of a Mud Drum.