When I started training for the ministry I knew that it had to be a step at a time. I had no big vision of where God was calling me. I had no certain answers as to what God was calling me to. All I knew was that God had called me to follow a certain path and that my task was to follow obediently. I had vague notions about being on the edge - and working in team. But that was about it. Now as I look back over the past few years I see how what seemed disparate strands have all come together in a rich tapestry of experience infused with a passion for ministry to people affected by imprisonment - inside and out, themselves and their families. There is no guidebook for this sort of work. It is something that grows organically - through relationship, through opportunities - making them and responding to them, through praying and listening to that still small voice which suggests ridiculous things.
So here I am with whole new vistas opening up in front as I stand amazed at the way, without any orchestration on my part, so many things, people, situations, events ... are falling into place as I move towards ordination. And there may be no guidebook on what lies ahead but I know a good guide...
