As I was driving home from an American Heritage Girls meeting tonight (I'm the high school leader), I was thinking about how God uses all of us in so many different ways. He led my sister and brother clearly to bring home two boys from Ethiopia...that is big. I mean BIG and I have to admit I've struggled with feelings of "not being righteous enough". I mean, if I am a "good Christian", why don't I have the same calling?
But on the way home, I started reflecting on the meeting, on how much I like it, on how much the girls in my group like it, on how glad they are that I am part of their lives and how glad I am that they are part of mine. And how I know it's from God that He led me here. Right where I am. Touching these lives. Touching the lives around me. And it made me feel warm all over when I thought that God even uses lives that seem ordinary and unimportant, like mine.