This night I was blessed to encounter God once again. The
lightning danced around the sky and through the clouds, the thunder roared like
a fierce and mighty Lion: Creation
crying out in worship to the one true God, Creator of all. And I, sitting in awe of this display
of God’s power and wonder, can’t help but to cry out in worship too. I am SO
blessed that I know God! I am the luckiest girl in the whole world. God CHOSE
me! He brought me to Swaziland, with the most noble and honorable men and women
of God at my side, to love on his behalf. There is no greater honor. He called
me away into the nations, all to Himself, to love me, to spend time with me, to
teach me, to get to know me, to reveal Himself to me, and to draw me in DEEPER.
There is no way that I deserve this kind of love and honor and blessing, but
God gives all of these things to me anyway. Because of who He is. Because His
mercy has no limit and His love is as strong as death. I am the most blessed
person alive! I can’t believe that I know God! That He knows me! That we are in
love with each other! That I am His and He is mine! That I live with the Holy
Spirit inside of me, guiding my every step, making me into a new person each
day! That Jesus died for ME! He loves me so much and counts me so worthy that
He would give His life for mine! Tonight I stand here in awe as I watch the
lightning light up the cross that stands in front of our care point. To my
right, Tara dances, hands raised high to her Father. To my left, Mari stares
into the storm, eyes full of love for her Provider, her King. The music plays
in the background “Oh, how He loves us…� the melody being drown out by the roar
of the thunder. Just another day in my beautiful life; just another night spent
with my God, my King, my Beloved.
