Training in Secret

I had a revelation today (Sunday, September 14) while I sat listening to the message at a Fijian church in Brisbane, Australia. Our DTS walked in and nearly doubled the size of the congregation with our group of 17 or so people.

I'm sitting there listening and I hear Pastor Netani (who we are blessed to have as our school leader) say something about wondering what the call in your life is. I'm sure all ears perked. We, as humans, are always looking for the plan, the blueprint, of our lives.

***Spoiler alert: God doesn't tell us everything and he doesn't show the blueprint. ***

We have to follow day by day seeking him and knowing him so that we know the steps to take.

What Pastor Netani was saying about the call and the purpose of our lives as children is that it is simply to do the tasks our parents set for us.

He gave a story of when he was staying with a cousin to attend school one time and his duties were cooking and cleaning and dishes. He felt like the lady of the house and often wanted to run away. But he didn't. He stayed.

Looking back he says that he saw God's hand in all of it. He was training him in secret to do the things that God had prepared for him.

Training in secret. That phrase jumped out at me. Isn't that what we are doing right now? I mean, Pastor Net wondered "what's the purpose of this? This isn't the thing I am here to do."

And I am here helping to run a public relations campaign and touring the pacific and the east coast of Australia. What? Yeah. And I wonder the same things. At least when we are doing lectures it feels like training, but this?

But right now, he is training me in secret. He is quietly teaching me ... well ... something. I don't know exactly what. But he is preparing me now for the plans he has for me later.

Even though I can't see it. Even though I often want to run away. Even when I can't see that there is a purpose for the things I am doing. He is training me in secret and his hand is still here and still present guiding me into his plans.