Ok, ok, ok....

So, here was the thought in my head this afternoon.  I don't know what to call these thoughts sometimes--I usually refer to them as my "God thoughts" because it's either Him or my conscious. . .or both?!?  Anyhow, plain as day it was, "I'm only asking for 3 hours of your afternoon."  

My precariousness is going to involve a time commitment.  I have been clinging to the idea that it may take away from my time in the evening with my children 2-3 evenings a week.  God has reminded me that other people were called to places like Africa and others are giving their lives.  He's only asked me for 3 hours.  

Shame on me.