My Lord,
Good morning and thank you for being my GOD!
Thank you that I'm not still in the big empty house in Waldorf holding on to my pride and my property. Thank you that I'm not still sitting back there on the couch watching Life Time TV and reruns of Law and Order. Thank you that I didn't stay there and nurse my wounds.
Thank you that by your stripes we are healed.
Thank you for using my life to bring you glory. However dim or bright the light, you are in me and I am in you. And what you've equipped me with, I pray benefits the lives of many.
Yesterday was very "different" for me but I am going back for seconds :-)
I worked in the nursery with Tina, Janet and Sydney and it was a full house. I was so very humbled and so very touched as the children needed to be nurtured and needed to feel safe. They warmed up to me and us over time and they even reached out their little arms for me to hold them. It started to remind me of my days back at Mount Hope Nanjemoy when I prayed for more hands. The kindergarteners there kept wanting me to hold their hands. Their sweet little hearts were asking if they could hold my hand at lunch and recess and even making plans for the following week to hold them again. I remember once sitting in my car crying about being where you needed me, when you needed me. It was indeed overwhelming. Yes, you are a REDEEMER!
Last night, I was thinking, "If I had one more hand or one more lap, I could hold one more crying baby." The eyes and the little hands just melts your heart. The possibilities that they hold and the joy that they give by just being their adorable little selves. It gives you very little and I mean little time to focus on yourself or anything that you might be going through.
I don't even remember my years as a young mother. I do remember being so afraid when I had my daughter and I do remember how often she'd cry. I just didn't know what to do. And, when my son came along, it was pure joy. He hardly ever cried and he was a bright light. I like to contribute that to their fathers to some degree. No, I wasn't married when either was conceived and no, I was not saved. T's dad and I had a very abusive relationship and Alex' dad and I were in love. Not sure if those were contributing factors on my skills as a parent or not. But at the time I had no guide book on how to be a mommy, and little did I know that the answers were in the Holy Bible.
So again, thank you for being my God!
And Father, thank you for the voice of wisdom that you've given me. I talked to a very dear sister last night, way past my bedtime as her heart was carrying/releasing a heavy burden. I just love that your presence was hovering over our conversation and that we both know you. I especially love that as I was driving in this morning, you revealed additional wisdom that you want me to pass on to her.
I was listening Dad...I was indeed listening :-)
Love you always and forever for being available to me 24/7. No one can take this love away!
PRAYER REQUEST: My Lord, the retreat will be here on Friday. PLEASE be with the small group leaders, the precious women who will be sharing their God stories, the speaker, the prayer and care counselors and each and every heart that you have designated in advance to attend. PLEASE minister and love on each of us in a way that will completely take our relationship with you to a whole other level and strengthen our FAITH and equip us to come back home with a deeper passion to serve and share your GLORY! Help to make us better wives, mothers, sisters, friends, coworkers, neighbors, caregivers, aunts, leaders, servants and Godly girls. Please empty us of anything that takes us away from having intimacy with you and PLEASE fill our cups with your grace, love, forgiveness, wisdom, discernment, compassion and Holy Spirit. Give us a fresh anointing and give us MORE JESUS!
As a matter of fact, I'm #THANKING you in advance and #BELIEVING in miracles.
PS: Please let the staff see you when they see us. In Jesus' precious name, amen!
Eternally yours
