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Ministering to broken women is a painful process, especially when I come from brokenness. I still can’t believe that God uses me on the battlefield that is laiden with bodies strewn to and forth, bullets whizzing by, and people locked in a blind gaze completely shell-shocked for a once battle-ready warrior princess who is now sitting in the bunker, the warpaint smeared by her tears. I know her pain all too well. I understand the panic as the bunker gets smaller and smaller as she is hemmed in from all sides for her protection. I can feel the hurt that is so evident behind her veiled eyes when I know that the tears that are pouring forth are each an individual prayer to heaven. I sense her indecision and believe for her when she can’t see the forest for the trees. When I share my own strugges, it blesses me when I see new perspective float across her frame of vision.
That who sent among us??? GOD! He sent the army that devoured everything in sight? But WHY?? So that we would know that ALL good things come from Him alone and we cannot do anything in our own strength. He allowed it to bring us closer to HIM! My crops and her crops that we harvested long ago were eaten by the massive swarm that was unrelenting. Our fields lay empty and we set aside every dream and let them die only to see them live again! God promises restoration.
I have to remember in the process of waiting that I am God’s servant, NOT His advisor. Hope surrounds me…the consistent expectation of what is to come.
2 Corinthians 4:16-17 (NIV) – Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. 17 For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all.