I reasoned why I should not, I rationalized why I could not, then I decided to obey the voice of the Lord. Since delayed obedience is disobedience, I marched boldly across the street, knocked on the door, and with little eloquence I handed her spaghetti and told her all God led me to say. She was touched, amazed, and overwhelmed. She told me with tears in her eyes what every new mom tells. . . I am tired, I am lonely, I am inadequate. . .
Obedience gives great reward.
Trusting God in an uncomfortable area renews our confidence in His sovereignty. Stepping out on a new limb makes us want, even more, to walk by faith. Just because something is not easy or natural for us does not mean it is outside of our calling. That one woman is no less important than the thousands I may speak to in public ministry. Let us never get so comfortable in our ministry zone that we miss the call of God.