Serve

This past Saturday was my first assignment as a photographer for the church newsletter. ~~~I hadn't been officially serving in a ministry at church.
I needed to. I wanted to. But...I also didn't want to do it just to say I was doing it. I wanted it to mean something. I wanted to serve somehow in using my gifts, doing something I could be passionate about. After all, serving the Lord should be something we love and desire rather than some kind of chore or item on our to-do list.

We have a pretty creative church. A-men to that. I pursued the creative arts team, sending them this blog and my thoughts, hoping they could help me find a place. It took several months. I sheepishly followed up a few times, hoping that the lack of communication wasn't because there was no place for me. There was.

I'm a photographer for the church.
This past Saturday was so fun. I was incredibly nervous and anxious before the meeting, not knowing if my skills were good enough to get the job done. Ah yes, little Ms. Performance Perfectionist coming out. I didn't let her keep me from going though.

I've always loved seeing God's creations outside, but now I have started to see God’s work inside too, through the hearts of people. I get to meet real people who have real stories of struggle and hear how their lives have been changed by God. I love it.

Ms. Quality Time loves that we get to skip much of the small talk and go straight for the real stuff of life. Hopefully, the camera and I are able to make a connection with them that can translate the honesty and realness of the story...and that these are people just like us.
I am so thankful for being able to serve with my gifts and with excitement in my heart. And Lord, thank you for continuing to give me the courage to do it.