The countdown continues. Tomorrow’s the day we board the plane and head overseas again, and, in all honesty, I don’t feel ready. Spiritually, so-so. Physically and mentally, no.
Maybe that’s because I leave wondering whether or not we’ve planned enough crafts. We want our camps to be fun, after all. We certainly don’t want people sitting around and feeling bored. And so I worry about that little detail.
Maybe it’s because I struggle with feelings of inadequacy re: teaching English classes, even though it’s fairly simple and straightforward. Maybe it’s because I know I’m facing five weeks of trying to communicate in languages other than my own, and I sometimes wonder if the nationals think I’m a knucklehead if I can’t understand what they say.
Or perhaps it’s because I’ve done these trips many times before, and on each one, I’ve encountered spiritual warfare that’s left me feeling trampled and in a deep, dark pit for hours or, in one case, for four days. I don’t even know how to describe it—it felt so evil that it took two months for me to even talk about it with anyone other than my husband.
For whatever reason, I’m feeling very s-t-r-e-t-c-h-e-d today. And so, this verse is the one I’m claiming for the next five weeks:
“He takes no pleasure in the strength of a horse or in human might. No, the Lord’s delight is in those who fear Him, those who put their hope in his unfailing love” (Psalm 147:10,11).
I acknowledge that the days ahead will require ‘way more human strength than I can muster. I’m counting on God’s unfailing love to surround, carry, fill, and equip me for the task. If He prompts you, would you please pray that for me? I’d so appreciate it.
I’ll be praying for you, too. May you, too, place your hope in God’s unfailing love for whatever you’re facing today, and may you sense His delight.
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