Providential roadblocks

Boundaries in pleasant places

Every time I happen upon Psalm 16:6, “The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places,” I think about how any of us comes to be who we are. Some of us in ministry can name the incident or date when we encountered a call to this vocation, but for most of us, I think, the call is a process, not an event. For some of us, the process isn’t smooth and straight, but is a journey full of potholes and icy mountain slopes, twists and turns and detours. And for some of us the process continues as we find ourselves deciding over and over again to be who we have become.

 

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