Shepherding to the Valley

When God Calls You Where You Cannot See

By Kimberly Garcia

I had a great-paying job, working at a desk, doing things I’d been accustomed to: e-mails, reports, and answering phones. However, I felt a yearning in my heart to do more. I was never one to do a job just to pay the bills. I knew that I needed to work, but if I had to work, I wanted to do something that made a difference. At the end of the day, when I lay my head down on my pillow, I always reflect on what I did to serve others and serve God. My heart was not fulfilled.

I knew I could be doing more. But what? I prayed many times, asking God to show me what He wanted me to do. I have never received a clear answer to a prayer like I did on that random Wednesday morning while sitting at my desk. God called me to work as a hospice aide.

Hearing the Call

At first, I was hesitant. Did I hear Him right? Did I misunderstand Him? There were many barriers to what God was calling me to do. First, becoming a hospice aide meant my pay would be lower. We were already feeling financially strained. Secondly, hospice aides are required to have a home health aide license or a CNA license, and I didn’t have either. Lastly, my car was not reliable enough to be driven around town visiting patients all day. Certainly, I had misunderstood what God was telling me.

When I brought the calling of hospice to my husband, all the barriers were just as obvious to him. We agreed that perhaps this was going to be something I’d do in the future, but now wasn’t the time financially. Still, each day, I continued to feel a spiritual tug to do something more.