"Every morning, as I wake up with some impossible task in front of me, I know that God will meet it with impossible strength and love. I serve the God who used Moses, a murderer, to part the Red Sea; a God who let Peter, who would deny Him, walk on water. A God who looks at me, in all my fallen weakeness and says, 'You can do the imossible'..."
God made the miraculous happen with ordinary people. With undeserving, messy, completely broken people-at that. And so here I am...saying yes to my calling, and He is sending me. I often ask,
"How Father? Why, my King? I am 19 years young and I have barely seen any of the world...and Father, you're asking me to do this? Help care for 10 disabled children in a different country with only one familiar face at my side? This is impossible, Lord. I don't have the skills. I don't have the STRENGTH or the WISDOM to help these kids or communicate much less pour your love and grace into them."
And I feel this pull that is only my Daddy as he scoops me up in His warm grasp and whispers,
"My child, I will do the impossible through you. I will use you. I'm in control. You're not alone."
...and I think back to the times I didn't trust. I think back to the times where I thought I was lonely and I thought I was hungry. And then these kids come plastered all over my heart and I am filled with love that only comes from my Dad. He used Moses who was a murderer...Paul who killed Christians...and Peter who denied Him...and He is using me who forgets Him every day. 19 years young me, who constantly forgets His love and mercy that comes every day and I sin and I mess up more than any daughter ever should, much less a daughter of the King. And I get down on my knees and I pray more feverently than ever. To trust, to love, and to know that God will do the impossible through me...I only just have to let Him.
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