I took an assessment once asking me to name a few people, real or fictional, whom I admire. I fondly remember naming one of these “heroes” Betty Crocker. I suppose she was a known face to my childhood baking. After answering other questions in our group we helped each other discern our spiritual gifts. Many times the characteristics that our heroes possess are also within ourselves yet they may not be evident.
When I thought my life was going well but my heart was telling me something else, I eventually couldn’t ignore it any longer. A gift that God had given me at birth, music, was not being used. Like a sprout growing in the dark soil, breaking through hard pavement to reach for life-giving light, my musical gift was hidden and eager to burst out of its confines.
Preferring stability to change, I hesitantly became vulnerable to a new creation. Although transformation is not comfortable, I am convicted that it’s the only way to true life. Discovering (or rediscovering) and sharing my gifts with the world brings me great joy.
Longing for light, we wait in darkness. Longing for truth, we turn to you. Make us your own, your holy people, light for the world to see.
Christ, be our light! Shine in our hearts. Shine through the darkness. Christ, be our light! Shine in your church gathered today. ~Bernadette Farrell
Bread for the Journey 