Sometimes life is a mystery. Sometimes we’re asked to do things with no reason or explanation. Sometimes things don’t make sense.
I’ll be honest, Malawi was easily 3 of the hardest months of my life. Physically, spiritually, and emotionally my team and I were pushed to our breaking point. There were days we didn’t get enough to eat and there were nights we didn’t sleep because our bodies were so close together. We lived in spiritually oppressed villages, and we spent our days casting out demons and praying healing over the sick. Sparing you the details, we were drained in every way. If I could tell you the stories of all the things that have happened to us over these past months, you would think I was making it all up.
But, all I have to say about any of it is, my God is good.
Upon arrival in Guatemala, I am reminded that through it all I still have a Papa that loves me. You know those moments in life that you can’t describe, where suddenly someone completely captures your heart and you have no idea how you got to that point? That’s how I feel coming out of Africa. Day to day I honestly thought I wouldn’t make it, but somehow I can sit here looking back on it all, and I am completely consumed with the Father’s love.
I wish I had the words to share more with you, and maybe as the days pass on I will, but for now just know that whatever you’re facing today, it is already covered by the blood of the Lamb. It doesn’t have to make sense. It doesn’t have to go the way you planned. It might feel like it’s killing you, but know that it’s not. Your Papa loves you. It might not feel like that right now, but I promise you He does.
The Lord is good,
all the time.
And all the time,
the Lord is good.
