Verse

John 3:18- "Little children, we must not love in word or speech, but in deed and truth."

Sunday, June 21, 2015

Persistent Promises

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It's close to 2 am and my mind is racing (but that's nothing new)... Maybe it's the two cups of coffee I drank or possibly the stress over needing to rewrite a document that was lost or maybe, just maybe some words needed to get out and the lack of sleep will be exchanged for the much needed overflow of my heart.

I've discovered that I write because I need to process. Most of the time my writing is a lot like this post is becoming: a jumbled up mess of words. Sometimes I write because I need other people to hear the truth. And sometimes I write because other people need a voice. This post however is neither of those things. This post is the vulnerable truth of what I have been learning lately for anyone who cares to know.

You see when God starts to repeat things through different people and experiences literally coming from all over the world, you start to listen up. These past six months God led me on a journey that definitely took me deeper than my feet could ever wonder, deeper than I ever cared to wander to be completely honest.

I walked into a journey of healing. Healing because I was broken. Into a journey of freedom. Freedom because that's what truth brings. And into a journey of trust. Trust because He has made His promise clear.

Some of you have walked this journey with me, and some have been the people who He spoke through without really knowing it. But honestly I'm not completely sure where this journey is going. I simply wrote this to share the anticipation I'm living with.

Because how could a random box at a conference be related to words from a couple living in Malawi. And how could the words of two unrelated friends in Zambia be the start of a series of lessons I needed to discover. How could a series of messages from a pastor in America be related to what I had been learning in Africa. And how could the passages read through with Him alone be connected to the conversations over coffee that followed. These past few months have been reminder after reminder that He has something beautiful up ahead if only I fall more and more in love with Him each day.

I've learned He patiently and persistently will pursue me without fail until He is ready to uncover His promises and plan for my life.

Because I have no clue what's coming up ahead, I will simply hold His Hand.