Since God is after the best for me, not what He can get from me as I have thought in times past, it would seem the best course of action would be to trust His processes over my own.
Still, it remains in my mind some days later, the picture of the children's shoes outside the front door of the house on a warm Sunday afternoon. I can feel the warm breeze blowing through the front door, hear the weeping of children, and feel the sting of death - and there was my little girl in the middle taking part in the "ministry of presence."
The price is high, missions is costly in every way. On our most recent podcast I share about the price we have to pay when it comes to being obedient to the call. http://www.podbean.com/media/share/pb-cni94-942e1b
The meaning of the hashtag finally had dawned on the horizon of my understanding. The humble hashtag, when followed by a word or several words connected without spaces, is meant to connect people to the subject at hand and communicate a short truth such as #thestruggleisreal.
Immersion. That’s a word you don’t hear often.
Isaiah 8:11 ERB “The Lord spoke to me, like a firm grasp of the hand.”
The Honor of Dishonor — Read on shoutout.wix.com/so/4MFkfgRC
We are required to put a little “sweat equity” into this walk of faith. Sometimes this journey is harrowing, fraught with impossibilities – but that’s where God comes in.
“It is never too late to be what you might have been.” George Eliot
We sing songs saying, “God take control” but the moment He tries to take over, we recoil.