Move On

I had run into some strange, seemingly irrational opposition in my admittance into the process of becoming a Diaconal minister. Issues that had nothing to do with my competency were raised as road blocks. Debra was in that system and took up my cause. She pushed and moved with unbelievable boldness. I stood on my convictions about my call. A resolution came.

Then I had a dream. Debra and I went together to a friend's house but when it was time to leave I said I couldn't because my car wasn't there. (Debra showed me it was across the street.) I said I couldn't leave because I didn't have my keys. (Debra told me to look in my purse where they were.) I said I couldn't leave because my car was blocked in. (Debra told me to start to drive and a way appeared.) As I drove away I wanted to thank her and take her with me but Debra was gone.

I told Debra about the dream and she said, "It's time for you to go on, I've given you all I can give. God is with you. It will be hard but you must take the steps."

I think strong leaders can be harmful to some, leaving others empty. Debra was strong but she made me full. I want to do that for others.