The Call of the Ministry My push to attend the National Conference in Camp Weed last April was definitely Divinely orchestrated. I was sucked out of ADL anonymity and Guided to be a vendor and speaker, lured by the gift of having half of my registration paid for by another minister that I had just met. As I listened to the student mentors share the blessings they receive by studying with prospective ministers, one of those "spirit shudders" hit me like lightning. "Yeah, like you guys don't keep me busy enough, already!" was my first thought. I made a mental note to buy another set of the ADL handbooks, which didn't migrate back to Florida with me. The thought of studying them with others generated some interest in me. Soon after returning home, my "inner phone" rang. "You want me to do what?!?!?" I was reminded of a conversation I had with an inmate a year or so ago. He had expressed an interest in becoming a minister when he was released. I decided to pray on this calling, to mentor this inmate. Of course, what I really intended to do was to resist, whine and not heed the call. However, as often happens, the next day he called the invitation to mentor him popped right out of my mouth. Ooooh, I hate then love when that happens! Long story, shortened... we both got excited about the prospect. I approached the ADL administrators and after a whirlwind of emails, approval was given for me to mentor the first ADL student while still incarcerated in prison. Excitement grew with the prospect of where this could lead within the prison system. In 2010, I channeled a book titled, Mayan Messages: Daily Guide to Self-Empowerment. I was then Guided to donate this book to as many U.S. prisons that would accept them. Not only that, but I was Guided to include my address and an invitation to offer these books freely to inmates. Looked like my prayer request to retire and go back to my home planet wasn't going to be fulfilled anytime soon. Sigh. 1300 books and two years later, I received my first letter from Steven "Iven-Ra" Anderson. Little did either of us know that after four years of correspondence I would be mentoring him for the ministry. Yet, during this time, like the Mentors at the conference mentioned, we learn just as much from the students. It is a co-creative process. As I type this, I am reminded of a prophecy that a new acquaintance said to me in 1998. "You will have a prison ministry, but I am not sure how you are going to do this, because you will not be going into the prisons." You may know this prophet -- Rev. Dr Stephanie Josephs.
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