Lately I’ve felt like I’m in a dream, it’s not really me but someone else preparing for this trip, yet the fact is
this is real.
I
AM going, God
IS using me. I don’t understand it all and so very often feel inadequate for this calling, but it’s something I’ve always hoped for. I have to pinch myself to believe it’s true. I’m not good at memorizing verses, my prayers are not eloquant, my words and stories rarely profound, and I’m often not as bold as I feel I should be. I need to remember, those that can do such things are no better or less than I, for we are one body made of many parts.
My gifts may not seem obvious, at least not at first, but I have a strong reassurance of how important and impactful they will be. However, they will only be this way when the focus is on God, not Tamara or anyone else.
