The Call.

So, this is a thought that has been ruminating in my mind for awhile. I verbalized it to Garth last night and it didn't sound too far out there and so I am sharing it here.

Being called is Biblical. 

"And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose. For those whom he foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the image of his Son, in order that he might be the firstborn among many brothers. And those whom he predestined he also called, and those whom he called he also justified, and those whom he justified he also glorified." -Romans 8:28-30 

I think that our idea is that we might be called to something extra special. But Romans shows us that those who are predestined (believers), are called.

There are certain things that we all must be doing. 

The great commission. 

^"Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.” -Matthew 28:19-20

Caring for orphans and widows.

"Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world." -James 1:27

When do you get called?

Why do you get called?

In our house "the call" happens when everyone else is in the van and there is a straggler. It is usually Garth or Grace and the reason is that they are either brushing teeth or looking for stockings. (I'll let you guess who is doing what.)

Because there are things that we always do. That are unspoken. I mean, we ALWAYS go to church on Sunday mornings. It isn't a surprise. We just do it. Every. Time. And yet EVERY TIME there are stragglers that need called. It isn't a holy thing that they are called. It is because they aren't where they are supposed to be in the first place.

You see where I am going with this?

Garth was called to adopt, because God needed to get him in the van. But I was already there, putting on lipstick in the rear view mirror and waiting. 

The call has gone out, Dear Reader. You don't have to wait for your personal invitation, it has already arrived.