Praise God for another week of blessings, surprises and a classroom that seems to ramp up its eloquence, daily. I end another week, speechless, as mere inanimate objects become mighty in use and power in the hands of Jehovah Jireh. He obliterates the counterfeit gods of old, reminding my debilitated mind that this calling is full of purpose and that He has not left His throne. In the last few months, I have questioned Him more than once. I have doubted His timing and I have doubted His promise. Despite my weaknesses, He has been anything but. Despite my trembling feet, His invitation for a firm foundation has prevailed. His peace transcends all scenarios and situations. His love eclipses every frontier. His desire reaches far beyond the fold of anything measurable. Whatever my position in this life may be and whatever distance is required to traverse it, remain essential. He is worth every ounce of perspiration and my prayer for another critical walk beside still waters is on repeat.
