This City, Is My City.

This week I was reminded of God's sick-awesome goodness as I was riding with Nate past downtown (Cleveland).

You see, when Nate and I were praying where to serve in full-time ministry, I was willing to go absolutely anywhere in the world, EXCEPT Cleveland, Ohio.

I did not want to stay here. With the snow, the cold, the winter that last 6 months, the dreary grayness of the city...did I mention the snow?

Yet, as Nate and I continued to pray for God's direction, it was obvious He was calling us back here. To invest in the city. To respond to the problem right in front of our faces: the problem of zero CRU staff to serve on college campuses here.

So we said, 'Yes.' Nate was way more into it than I was. My attitude at best could be described  as begrudgingly obeying. Dragging my feet.

Here comes the God part.

He could have just let me stew in my bad attitude, believing the ministry was destined to be a chore. But instead, He put in me a passion for this city. He gave me a heart for the people here, a longing to see a move of God shake the foundations of Cleveland to its' core.

I am PUMPED for this city and what God has in store for the people here. He's doing BIG things and I feel so privileged to be a part of His plan. This picture reminded me that He reached out and touched my heart with an affection for this city that I never expected.

He is good, people. Sick-nasty awesome good.