As a teacher, I work with many children who live in poverty.  Sometimes I think life would be easier to just find a job in a district where children are from well-off families, schools had adequate facilities and supplies.  A place where education was valued by all.  Then, I am gently reminded, by a smiling face in the morning or by a former student who beat the odds, that I am right were I belong.

Poverty is in issue in my community, each summer I have served breakfast in the park to hungry children.  One day in the summer of 2017, it was quiet and no children came for breakfast that morning.  As I sat in the park, I felt a nudge,  I heard a still small voice telling me it was time to go beyond the park.  I only mentioned this tug to my son, Caleb.

Within the week, I got a phone call from my Pastor asking if I would consider international mission work.  At that moment, I knew that was the reason for my nudge in the park.  I answered yes.  

Each morning, I am pulled to my computer to create music, sometimes seemingly against my will.  Music production has also been an inner voice pushing me to create.  I have found the means through soundfly.com.  The mentors have helped me learn many aspects of music production over the past few years, allowing me to follow this lead as well.  

Both of these nudges in my life are blessing but they require so much time away.  It seem to feel as if they are at the expense of others at times.  It is difficult to balance the instinct to follow the nudges without compromising the ones who walk alongside me.