Thirty thousand chariots Six thousand horseman Troops like the sand on the seashore in multitude --- Five thousand farmers and shepards Two swords Two Spears Axes, Sickles, Plowshares, Mattocks In my life I often feel as Saul did standing at Michmash, out maned, out gunned and waiting for the inevitable. I rise in the morning, tired and exhausted to face a day of frustrations, struggles and challenges. All of which I have elected to pursue on the notion it will further the kingdom. I read the scriptures, pray and reflect on the plans God has revealed from my life and my day. Joy in my heart and passion my strength I begin, tackling the tasks at hand. Papers, class, chapel, PCM, small group and the week wears on, I grow weary, anxious and tired. I begin to question God's purpose here, it seems so futile so insignificant. What assets have I really fostered for entering the realm of 'ministry'? What experience do I have with which to bolster my resume? I have plans, hopes an...