Last week, a dear friend gave me this passage: Mark 3:13-15. As she spoke it to me, I pictured Jesus in Cote d'Ivoire calling me to come and join Him. The first call is simply to be with Him.
This past week has been precious in so many ways: an evening of worship and prayer, a hike up Multnomah Falls with my family, finishing a series of wood-shop classes given by a dear friend (who at 77 is soon to be married!), a day with my mom, recording music with my sister, and last night's swing dancing with dear friends . . . I am so very blessed!
Tomorrow we go - yes, we. My Father and I will be traveling together (even though He's already there, too) and I so look forward to that time. And "we" are going in another sense as well. I go together with all of you who are praying and sending me. I might be the feet this time, but there is no way I can make it without the rest of the body!
Good word AB! You are going to join the Father and His Church to walk with them on their path...
ReplyDeleteSo stoked for you, not a little jealous you get to go before I do!
Mom again. . .
ReplyDeleteSome people do what they want because they love themselves.
Some people do what they don't want because they love God (and in the doing find all they wanted!).
Grateful to your Father, that you are the latter.
With you,
H and S
Thinking of you; praying for you on the journey.
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