UGH. This past month has seemed like Michigan roads: full of potholes. There are so many details popping up out of no where that need to be accounted for!
Reports at Work. Vaccinations. Tent Footprints. Toiletries. Dental Work. Packing.
My brain almost exploded today. I was learning how to use a new handheld digital titrometer at work with another person, and I was about ready to pull out my hair. It got to the point where I walked away and started asking for Jesus come quickly, but He didn’t. I figured it must not have been the appointed time, and there’s probably more to do. So I landed my attitude back in reality.
Chaos. It’s simply chaos. The irony almost kills me here, because that’s the name of my tent. I really have no idea what God is about to unleash. It’s going to be crazy. It’s going to be bizarre. There are going to be times I ask myself, “What in the world were you thinking?” But you know what? It’s all worth it.
It’s the worth all that trouble for the same reason I’ll take my Dad to work tomorrow, even though I’d rather sleep longer: I love him. Mom’s had a rough day today too. I love her, so I’ll drive for her.
You see, there are people around the world who love Christ. There are people around the world ultimately looking for that “something,” and it happens to be Christ. I want to connect with those hearts. That’s the Kingdom of God. That’s the Church of Jesus Christ.
i love them. i want to meet them. i want to see them. i want to pray for them.
i love them, so i’ll go to them. no matter the cost.
“And the name of the city from that time on will be:
the Lord is there.”
(Ezekiel 48:35)
