The Steward looks back.

Fourteen days between daily musings is a bit irresponsible for a steward.  Las Vegas and a week of catch-up certainly interrupted my routine but the Steward is not known necessarily for routine, but oversight of the times and events placed before her.

I read again about the defining nature of the Lord in the earth as a servant...a slave...one who was here strictly to do the will of the Father.  Thirty years, he served as an unknown with daily chores, relationships, work to accomplish and tasks that would prove His character through testings of all kinds.  The Father certainly is not afraid to take His sweet time in proving and defining His Steward.

 In Las Vegas I attended a megachurch that I interned at in 1996.  I was asked to become one of its pastors and had to refuse because of Jerry's death.  This  has been listed in my memory bank as a lost opportunity of "greatness".  This visit, however, after 16 years of a vague sense of loss, confirmed that the Master had protected me and directed me back to Waconia, back to a small church with a little teaching ministry in my home.

Place of service for the steward is of the Lord's plan.  I served Him as a wife and mother, neighbor and church member, community leader and friend.  I learned to steward all these roles and relationships according to the Word of God.  Then, after the death of two husbands and children launched,  I was released to be a teaching pastor who traveled the world after the age of 50.  The Blessing House, however, was divined of Him to be the focal point of my training and service in many of the Spirit's giftings during that whole period of time.

Each part of my life was training in the Word through study, prayer and obedience. Each assignment over the years was designed to teach me TRUST.  At this point, I have come to understand that the heart of the Steward is soaked in the realities of heaven's principles, laws and challenges.  The more my heart, mind and spirit are in line with the life of Christ as He walked this earth, the greater freedom I am experiencing from fear, confusion, and lack of direction.  The Steward has places to be and work to do that are ordained before time.  That gives me a lot of comfort, hope and joy as I look forward to the new challenge of redesigning four acres of Blessing House as a legacy for future generations.