My Heart

My sister and I are very different.

She's always been Taller than me and participated in more sports. Remember there's a difference between Participating and being good at them!! She was on the swim team (which she was good at), softball, soccer, gymnastics, and whatever else my parents signed her up for.

Growing up, I was always the more studious one. I liked to read and therefore I was better in Reading, English, and anything that had to do with Reading. My sister found out that she was good at Math and Science.

We look different and we both have had different experiences. I was in band and she was in choir. I married my high school sweetheart and her heart was broken by hers. She is still best friends with her best friend from school and I haven't talked to mine in a while.

Growing up in the youth group, I only had one chance to go on a mission trip, and I went. I loved it. Lisa, on the other hand, has had the opportunity to go on several mission trips. I can't even remember all of them but I know that she went down to the gulf to help after Hurricane Katrina, she has gone to Brazil twice, and spent her entire summer working with a mission team.

Lisa shared with me a few weeks ago that she feels as if she might be called to foreign missions, but she's not sure yet. I would absolutely hate if my sister left for another country, but my sister would be so wonderful at it. When she graduates from the U. of M. she is going to be such an excellent nurse. She is fabulous with people in a nursing home, children, and pretty much anybody. Those are the types of people that are needed on the mission field. My sister would be a hand to hold and a shoulder to cry on for many people.

I was thinking about how Lisa and I are so different, then I realized that we aren't that much different at all. What she loves to do and what she possibly feels called to do is to show God's love to others.

I feel the same way about being a social worker. I love being that listening ear for someone, and I see daily that I am in the place that God wants me to be and he is using me here. I feel that my job is my mission field.

While I work for a non-profit, we aren't a Christian organization. I feel strongly though that if I don't share about Jesus with my clients, then what good is my job for. HE's the reason that I love my clients and that I pray for them. HE's the reason that I can listen to crazy story after crazy story and think,"Now, let's fix that." or speak an honest and God-fearing suggestion. I love it when my little client won't let me leave or say good-bye to me without giving me a hug and saying,"I love you, Ms. Dana." I love my little pictures that they draw for me and spell my name like Danna. I love my job and I love that God has given me the patience and the heart for my peeps.

I'm excited to see where my sister goes after college. She will be graduating in December and the world is an open door to her. How exciting is that??!!!