I currently work for a ministry that serves abused women and their children. My job is to work in the safe houses directly with the women who are being served, and I can safely say that both the shelter, and the women it serves, have changed my entire life.
In one of the safe houses there is a big, round, wooden table that everyone sits around to eat, but also to chat, to paint our nails, to cry. At this table, I have formed relationships with the women living in the house, and have heard some of the best news, and some of the worst. I love this table, and I find it to be extremely Biblical. In one of my Bible classes we were taught that eating with people in Biblical times was very meaningful; to sit and eat with someone was to say to that person, "I believe you have value." We may not say that outright these days, but this sentiment is felt as we sit around this big wooden table topped with food, looking around at those who are fighting the good fight with us.
My time at the shelter was first an internship, and is now a job, but it has never been just an internship or a job because in my time there I have learned and I have grown and I have felt and in some ways I have healed. I find something beautiful in both the women who work at the shelter and the women who come to find refuge. I think we all have a lesson to learn from the women who come to find help. These women are, for the most part, unafraid to admit and recognize who they are and their need for a savior. I have found throughout my life that my spiritual gift is the gift of discernment, and I have never found such genuine faith as that of the woman inside this shelter. As for those who devote their lives to this ministry, who are so tangibly the hands and feet of Jesus and yet you may never see their faces, I hope that my ministry can someday look as humble, beautiful, and filled with God's love.
One of the biggest lessons that I have learned though is that we are all these woman at the shelter, just as lost, just as hurt, just as in need of a savior; we are just far less willing to admit it. It has become overwhelmingly clear to me throughout my time at the shelter, that I don’t have to look far to find these woman and children, I certainly don’t have to work at a shelter. So, my mission and my vision for the future is simple. I hope to see and accept people for who they are despite the ministry I am serving in. My vision for the future is to love God and in loving Him help others know and love Him as well. My vision for my ministry is to serve and care and love and explain and teach the truths of God despite the circumstance, the audience, or the sacrifice I have to make in order to be able to share it.
My vision is to be used by God to serve those he needs served, to be His hands and feet.
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