unwittingly drafted

I had a revelation the other day that I am now "in ministry." Someone here referred to me as a missionary when introducing me to one of their friends. Somehow this thought hadn't occurred to me prior to this encounter. A missionary? Me? I'm just a grad-school drop-out who was sick of working her two dead-end food service jobs and not feeling like she was going to make a difference in the world by serving random people pasta. I'm no missionary. And then it hit me, I raised my own support, I'm working through a church, I'm living in Christian community
....awwww crap, I'm a missionary. How did that happen? It seemed odd to me that I had never thought of it that way. I saw this year as an opportunity to try something new, stretch my wings, and by the way help some people...but I never really intended on being labled a missionary. Isn't missions something that someone is specifically called to, perhaps a major in bible college? But certainly not something someone realizes they already are?
I always said while at LCC that I would never work in a church. I don't like churches that much as far as the institutional standpoint. I see preachers who are stomped on by their congregations and placed under unrealistic scrutiny by their parishoners and I never wanted to be a part of that system. I want to do ministry without the problems and expectations of a "church." I guess that's kind of what I'm doing here as a "missionary." I work as a community music school director and that basically means that I function as an adminstrator, a secretary, an assistant, a facilitator, a teacher, a mentor, and a friend to many. It's a very ambiguous role that is sometimes confusing and sometimes perfect. In my quest to thwart the traditional institution roles of the church I have unwittingly been drafted as a "missionary."

And to top it all off, now I'm thinking about Seminary...yet another thing I said that I would not do when I graduated from bible college. It seems as though God has a way of getting me to do things that I seemingly didn't want to do.

Let us keep testing this theory...I never want to marry a Godly, handsome, charming, intelligent man.

Bring it!