At the border of Nicaragua, a boy stood in the midst of all the chaos of world racers locating and carrying their bags to inspection.
One boy about 9 or 10.
This boy and I locked eyes for one brief moment as he muttered something indistinguishable in Spanish.
My heart melted.
I'm not sure why. Why this random child begging for money touched my heart in such a deep, deep way.
As I asked the Father why my heart is aching for a complete stranger, He spoke softly.
"I'm going to allow you to feel my heart more."
And that scared the crap out of me. On a very deep level. I've felt so much emotion over being asked to step down as leader that I'm not sure I can handle fully feeling my Father on a new level. Especially considering I though I already was. I already was having my world rocked by feeling His heart.
But my Daddy wants to show me something new.
And I'm scared for my life. Scared of leaving this month, these next 9 months no longer even slightly comfortable with the comforts of this world. For my life being shattered. Of God shattering the things I was holding back, the things I didn't realize until this moment I was holding back.
And in all this the blessings of the Lord fall upon me. Even if I don't see or feel them now!
So in this new month in San Jorge, Nicaragua I say bring it! Bring the heartache of not only mine but my own! It's gonna be a great new month 3, so get ready God's gonna rock this place!
