Exactly 25 years ago today, God and my parents brought me into this world. God chose exactly where I would be born, when I would be born, and to whom I would be born. He planned my journey from the very beginning.
Have you ever thought of that? He planned the decade you were born into. He planned the country whose air you would breath first. He planned the people you would count on as your support system. He planned your life before you were born! “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, and before you were born I consecrated you; I appointed you a prophet to the nations.” Jeremiah 1:5
Before I was born,
He appointed ME.
He chose ME..
to be "a prophet to the nations"..
So how could I ignore this passion in my spirit? How could I quench the fire that has been burning inside me to go on the World Race? How could I muffle my smile and stifle my tears when I read more and more about this journey that seems to be laid out for me?
"Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them." Psalm 139:16
I shouldn't for God has greater plans for my life than I could ever imagine. He knows what the mural depicts while I just see a stroke. He loves me and wants to provide great things for me. He knows the troubles and hardships I will face but he promises me it will be worth it. He promises me it will all be for my good.
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11
And it is with those promises and the fire with in my spirit that I say.. “Here I am [Lord]. Send me!”' Isaiah 6:8
