If I miss God's call, will he leave a voicemail?

It has been one of those kind of months. When I say those, it's the kind of month when you take 2 days off the entire month because you are so busy trying to meet deadlines, you refuse to stop. Today is Monday. Monday is supposed to be my day off. Today is not a day off, I've been working for most of it. Recently, I've found myself yearning to run out the door of this place and never look back. But, in the way that God usually does, He says, "why don't you just wait it out?" So I stand at the end of what should be my day off and ask you, what’s next?

There are some brutal pieces to the environment I’m working in at Trinity. The hours are long. I’m often left feeling totally depleted and abandoned. I’m going broke trying to give as much as I can to everyone around me. I have very little for myself. I’ve caught myself clutching to anything life giving in the last few months. I don’t want to be the kind of woman who clutches at whatever she can get her hands on. No, God created me to be so much more than someone clutching and reaching. God created me to be the one who hands to those who are clutching.

I believe God is not a God of circumstance. I believe He is a God of decisions and calling. I believe He has called me to Trinity. So how do I create a pocket of greatness at Trinity despite the long hours and this overwhelming feeling of depletion? If greatness is a conscience choice, then I need to combine my heart’s deep gladness with the world’s deep hunger. My longing is to vision people forward and away from themselves.