Well, my story doesn't seem to be as dramatic as some- but I'll tell it if you're willing to listen. I have always been a "bookworm" sort of person. When I was 13, I became the Youth Pastor for the youth Group at my church I was surprised, as it was mostly a popularity contest and I wasn't very popular considering that I actually -wanted- to learn what was being taught. The position was also largely ceremonial, with the class taught by an adult. However, I went up to the Pastor of the church and asked if I could work with him and develop my own sermon or two, and he thought it was a wonderful idea. Long story short, I tried to make sermons that would keep people my age interested. This led to a five-year "reign" as Youth Pastor, because the other youth actually had fun listening to me and during the discussions. At 18, when I was no longer able to be the Youth Pastor, I pretty much shelved the whole experience as a fond memory. Recently, I've been having an itch to do something similar. About six months ago, I looked into being ordained, and found a place that would do it with a minimum of fuss, for exactly the amount of money I was looking at. I went through the process of becoming recognized by the State (Ohio, in this case), and thanks to a friend who is close with his minister, I was allowed to give a three sermon series. The sermons went over well, and I'm looking into doing this more full-time.
I suppose the whole point of the story is that all this seemed to happen gradually (and continues to do so). It didn't happen overnight, there was no night-time visit by Metatron, and more importantly, it also took me being willing to help myself. God shows us our way, may even give us a prod in the back, but doesn't pick up our feet for us. I'm still not certain if I am called to proper "full-time" ministry or just "every-spare-second-I-can-find" ministry.
It will take some soul-searching and quiet thought to determine what your true plan is- and in the end, it may be a failed plan that leads you to the successful one!
I'll end with a cliché. "Life is a journey, not a destination. So quit running!"