The Gift of an Invitation

One of the reasons I love a good invitation is that I get tired of being told what to do. As the very responsible oldest daughter of a pastor and someone who entered vocational ministry at a young age, my life has been shaped by a strong sense of what I had to do, what I needed to do, and what I ought to do, according to a lot of other people’s expectations. And there is nothing wrong with that, as far as it goes. 

But these days I find a good invitation to be much more compelling than responsibility. To be invited into…