Have you ever felt like, in a matter of hours, you have been transported to another dimension and then suddenly back to your familial surroundings?

That's how I've been feeling with my mediation internship. I step into a new world where people seem almost unreal, where their problems become mine for a while, where I need to sharpen my focus and trust that God will give me insight, discernment, and wisdom as I try to fairly guide people into solving their disagreements, all in a very short time. Boy, I am glad I am not God. I certainly feel for Moses when he was hour after hour listening and solving people's disputes. He might have been exhausted! Thank God for his father-in-law and his wisdom to train and share the burden.

Truth of the matter is, I love what I am doing, and I sense that God is pleased with me by using the gifts he has bestowed on me. Often times I wonder why couldn't He just made me a good singer, or an artist, a writer... something lighter and more popular than helping people carry their burdens and wanting to do it!!! My heart goes out to this lady whose house was burglarized by a male youth, and she is now afraid to go in with her toddler for fear that someone will be there. The fear of being violated is very real and painful. But, I am able to pray (secretly) for her, and that is a powerful weapon that I feel honored to have. I am the daughter of the King, mingling in an unsaved section of the world He has died for also, as much as He died for me and my Christian brothers and sisters.