I want to go to California.
Keep in mind, I was only ten years old. I had never really seen photos of California (true, I had seen the Hollywood sign) and honestly knew virtually nothing about it. I didn't just want to go; I felt the need to go.
It was as if I was homesick for a place I had never been to.
Since then, I have always desired very strongly not just to go to California, but to actually live there. This is no secret either. The majority of my friends and family know about it. In fact, the discussion of it came up briefly at the home-school group I go to on Tuesdays. During the seminar, our tutor looking a bit skeptical about the idea, brought up the cons of living there:
vast amounts of homo sexuality
terrorism (potentially occurring)
beyond sinful groups of people
I did not beg to differ with his points. He was right. This led me to thinking though,
That is exactly why I need to go.
There are so many unbelievers that California needs more believers.
As of right now, I know that beyond a shadow of a doubt, God has called me to go there. I know, I know...I am 'just a teenage girl who doesn't know everything about the real world' but...who am I to question that? If God has called me to go, then I will go. My friend, Bailey, feels that God has called her to live in Africa, open up her own orphanage, and adopt. Now that is beautiful, right there.
God can give people their calling early on. If you take the time to pray about what He wants you to do, you may see a door opened up that you had no idea was there.
Has God called you to do anything specific?