“He is jealous for me. Loves like a hurricane. I am a tree. Bending beneath the weight of His wind and mercy.”
As we sat in the living room of the JAZ home with about 30 young Filipino girls I found myself praying that they actually believed the words they were singing.
I knew as soon as we started ministry this month that the Philippines would find a special place in my heart. But I wasn’t expecting my heart to be completely wrecked by the sweet people we met. I wasn’t expecting my heart to ache as much for my sweet sisters. But it does.
I have been given the most beautiful gift in being able to love these sweet girls. I have learned so much from them. And though my heart breaks for them, I believe what the Lord says over them:
These words are painted in the living room of the JAZ home, almost like a beautiful anthem being sung over these precious daughters of The King.
I am so sad to leave these girls but I am so grateful for the time I’ve had with them and for the things I’ve learned from them. They have taught me how to be bold and confident in the story the Lord has given me. They have taught me how to find beauty in the little things and to rejoice in that. And they have taught me to always remember who I am in Jesus.
They are my sisters and we are all daughters of The King.
