I have always told God that I promised I would stand for his name even if I stood alone. I said I would never let my praise for him be interrupted by anyone or anything. I promised him I would never let my situation dictate my character or my identity. I said I would always walk in faith and joy of the Lord. I said I would love him every single day, and proclaim his name no matter the world around me.
And I don’t think I have ever really been in trials that pushed me into that until Asia. The past few weeks I have realized that I let the brokenness of the world around me and the presence of the enemy change the way I walked. I let it take away my joy and I started to grow weary. I let the presence of darkness weigh me down. I didn’t really realize how much I was battling this until the Lord reminded me of my promise to him. He reminded me that my character is made in Gods image and has been from the beginning. He reminded me that I get to walk in joy even in a broken world. He reminded me that I get to worship him even if I worship him alone, because it’s about glorifying him. It’s about walking with the father even when it gets really hard. It’s about knowing whose you are, even if you forget for a moment.
He’s still there, he still loves you, he still calls you by name. There is always a chance to go back, always.
My promises are broken and imperfect just like me.
Gods promises are perfect and whole just like him.
Fundraising update 🙂
I missed my final deadline for fundraising but am trusting the Lord will provide a way to keep me on the field. I have $1,922 left to fundraise and this is a scary big amount. But anything you can donate helps so much, both financially and through encouragement for me in my journey. Thanks guys!
