This morning I sat on the curb by the train station and ate some watermelon for breakfast. As people came off the train, they passed by me in clumps. I looked each one in the eye and prayed over them.
Jesus loves you.
He knows you.
You are loved.
God bless you.
He knows you.
It changed my heart for these people and gave me hope for them.
I’ve struggled with having compassion for the men in Asia.
The reasons are irrelevant, but the reason to fight to love them isn’t.
So I sat there getting filled with watermelon and hope.
It was lovely. I really enjoyed my morning today, the Lords presence is around me and lately I’ve been really sensitive to it.
Just the other day I was having coffee, reading my bible and writing some things down.
I had this craving to worship. (Unusual for me)
I believe that’s a result of being close to the Lord.
Thank you for all your prayers that have been in my best interest. They move me. 🙂
“As for me, I will always have hope; I will praise you more and more. My mouth will tell of your righteous deeds, of your saving acts all day long- though I know not how to relate them all.”
Psalms 71:14-15
