A Vision During Worship That Changed My Direction

I was at a worship night at a church I had been attending for only a few months. I was not particularly engaged — I was tired, I had come mostly out of habit. During a quiet instrumental moment I closed my eyes and saw, with unusual clarity, a scene that felt less like imagination and more like observation. I saw myself in a classroom, standing at the front, and the students were adults in some kind of recovery program. I had no teaching background. I worked in insurance. The image stayed with me for weeks and I could not shake the sense that it was instructional rather than random. I looked into it. I found a certificate program in substance abuse counseling at a local community college. I enrolled. I finished the program eighteen months later and now co-facilitate a recovery group on Thursday evenings. I have sat with people in some of the darkest moments of their lives and I believe with my whole heart that I was shown that room before I ever walked into it.