A Holy Hunch

   I am so amazed by the people I know and have read about in the Bible who can risk everything on a Holy Hunch. Peter walked away his job and family to serve Christ. He did not even know Jesus was the Christ until much later. In the end, he gave his life for something, for someone who he knew was worth losing everything.

   I sit here looking at three months before my last semester of divinity school. I will graduate in December with a Master of Divinity. I have now spent seven years of my life being educated to work for God. I am still not sure if I should.

   As I go through the many weeks of school and look for the job that God wants me to serve in, I look toward my family. I have put them through so much to follow this path. The path so many others like to name “The Calling.” I have trouble using that phrase, not because God is not working with me, but because too many tele-evangelists have used it. Holy speak does not make it holy. I struggle daily for a better understanding of my “call” not because I do not think I have one, but because what is in front of me is so small and my family means so much.

   I am not strong enough to lose my family for the sake of ‘The Call.” Maybe my biggest problem is my call is more of a holy hunch. I believe I should follow the path that I think I see. I have yet to get an email from God or even a text message. I have never been a betting man. To risk so much today feels impossible.