Knowing what God wants of me.

That's a scary feeling. It's certainly scary thing to write.  Without going into much detail, the table is set before me. I am to serve. I am to comfort. I am to walk with those who feel broken. And anyone else who comes along; I no longer have the luxury of choosing whom to serve. 

Lord God, I am Your priest, Your hands in the world. Let me do nothing apart from Your will. 

Love,

Thomas