Last year one of my neighbors came over to my house to let me know that she had seen some old windows in an alley on her way home from work. I'm not really sure how she knew about my awkward love of windows...but she did.
On a side note, Erik and I discussed today about my explosions of excitement about anything that makes me happy and how it may or may not scare people when I go 0-60 on the bliss scale in about 1 second. It is probably a safe bet to say that my neighbor found out about my love for window during one of these moments.
At the time, I was sick with a fever but still made Erik take me over to the alley to collect several of these dirty old windows, which were then put into our garage and moved from wall to wall waiting to be transformed into one of the glorious ideas that I had created in my head.
Fast forward One Year......
As I was cleaning out some of the excessive amount of unwanted and yet oh-so-hard to give away things in my home, I stumbled upon these windows.
Gleaming with potential.
Is this not sometimes how I look at ministry? At the beginning, there are explosions of excitement, energy, ideas, and opportunity. Nothing can stand in your way...not even a fever!! You jump on board with the intention to make the mundane completely outstanding.
And then....a year goes by.
And some of those great ideas worked, some didn't. Some of that excitement was warranted and some felt wasted. And most likely, the energy is gone. I think that is where I have been for a couple of months.
But the truth is, the potential is always there. It is never gone. Sometimes it takes a fresh perspective to get things going again. Sometimes just a rainy day. Most definitely the recognition that the purpose is much bigger than myself and that the plans that God has for something, that could seemingly be trash in an alley, are greater than my shortcomings.
And one day, you wake up refreshed and renewed. And stumbling upon something you may have forgotten, you find a new vision and pursue it.