The Heart of a Whore, Faith like A Child.

Lord, give me the heart of a
whore.
The faith and trust of a
child.
Dependent and expectant of You
alone.
Let my body be just that, a
body.
A body to go where you send
always.
My spirit I like to think is willing…
but.
My flesh I think is what’s holding me back…
but. 
How hard am I really trying?!?
Do I live in the day that is here
now?
A whore washed your feet
God.
Gave everything she had, all her precious perfume.
Along with ratty tainted hair
Washed YOUR feet.
I deserve nothing you 
give.
No place in Heaven, no spot in Your 
heart.
Yet still You let me serve you.
Allowing me to love the best I can.
Letting me wash Your feet.
With my knotted dirty hair.
Lord, give me the heart of a
whore.
The faith and trust of a
child.
As a child knows that it will be provided for.
With an imagination full of
faith.
Untainted trust with no reason to not
believe. 
A devotion and dependence on
You.

The faith and trust of a child.

 

I hope and pray that every morning I will be reminded
of my NEED for Christ.  That I may go into the clinic with the same
passion the Samaritan woman had as she ran into town after finding the
living water and with that finding life and TRUTH!

 

I also have a prayer request…if you could be praying
for the clinic.  The clinic has a very special place in my heart and if
you could all just be praying that the joy of the Lord would shine out
the darkness of illness there and that His truth would resonate in the
lives of these people louder than the lies.  Thank you all for your
support and prayers.  This trip has a short 105 days left, I will be
coming home tired but the Lord has not given up on J-Bay so we will
continue to seek His heart for this place and these people everyday.  I
thank God for His plan and for all He is!