KSEVANSMINISTRIES Ministry Proposal

I typed up a ministry proposal a couple of years ago, but I have no idea what to do with it.

If nothing else, a writing ministry is still a good fit.

When I explain my specific focus is the universal laws of God, the conversations lead nowhere. I am advised to connect to a church, but it doesn’t work out if I am not part of the John 3:16 program in place.

I know my ministry focus would reach a lot of people.

I know I have a lot to share.

In fact, a minister in SC once said to me, exact words, “I want everything you have.”

But I get stuck when July 2010 comes up. When something traumatic happened and sent me spiraling downward. People in leadership are naturally skeptical and would feel better about supporting me if they had a document in front of them explaining what happened–like when wounded warriors return home and there is no question about their struggles.

This dream of mine began in 1999, and I have never changed my mind; I only added experience and more knowledge to my repertoire. It began as a desire to “write inspirational stories,” but evolved, as I’ve mentioned repeatedly.

I wrote to the church of my youth, the Presbyterian Church USA, and never received a reply one way or another.

I have many ideas about what I could do that wouldn’t require the physical strength I lack to work other jobs.

Some churches require a “walk-in” to attend their services in order to receive help. That is not my approach to ministry, and I have several solo experiences to demonstrate this.

I am limited in my apartment in Public Housing; it is not a good idea, for many reasons, to open my door for people there because they misunderstand what I’m about; it would be wiser to have a separate place from the home, designated for a specific purpose. (Especially in a drug culture.)

I’ve been told to “stay in the field,” as if, at my age and not-so-good physical health, that is a good idea. I would if I could.

What is this wall of resistance for a simple little ministry?

I met people over the years, who, after being converted for just a short time, suddenly had not one, but two churches.

Guess I’ll just stay on the tracks and try to be the little engine that could.

Every. Single. Day.