Frustrations in Ministry
At the beginning of the semester, I had signed up for a ministry at the Pregnancy Help Center in Camdenton, MO. I figured that I had just had a baby, so that would hopefully allow me to connect with some of the pregnant teen girls that the center worked with. I looked forward to being a mentor, someone who these girls could look up to, as both a Christian young woman and a mom. This, of course, was my pride speaking, and God knew full well that this was the case. In His wisdom, He chose to have this ministry take a completely different direction for me, as well as the other girls from school who were serving there with me.