Today I sit on my balcony spending time with the Lord. Even though it is 6:30 am here, there are already Filipino people working and moving about all over our secluded campground. As I read Esther, I am serenaded by a cover of “Billie Jean” blasting from the speakers a few yards up the hill. I’ve given up brushing away the flies and ants…it’s a losing battle. The smoke burns my eyes as breakfast cooks over the fire. The roosters are crowing up a storm by now and goats roam freely around our home. I struggle to hear the Lord’s voice with so much “noise” around me. And then, suddenly, I am overwhelmed with joy and begin singing,
There is love in His Spirit
There is hope in the knowledge of Him
And just then, I am interrupted by the chicken that has made its way to our second floor balcony and is pecking at my feet. Yes, this is my life. So I laugh and continue to let my heart be filled with joy. And then “Billie Jean” turns into “You are my sole provider and I long to worship You.” And so, I do.
