promise fulfilled.
I sat with my knees drawn up to my chest, praying with the girls I'm living with here at training. We spent time adoring, confessing, thanking, and presenting our requests to the Father. As I began to ask the Father to strengthen my supervisors, my heart swelled for the people I'm about to live among, for the women I will soon meet. "I long to know these women, Father. I long to share life with them. I long for them to know You intimately." Tears come to my eyes even as I write these words. Because, as I felt this longing more deeply than I have before, God brought me back to His promise, made 5 years ago. "Behold, I am with you, and will keep you wherever you go, and I will bring you back to this land; for I will not leave you until I have done what I've promised you." Genesis 28.15. He spoke this word over me five years ago. And here we are. Going back. Promise fulfilled. This place. This time. These weaknesses. I cannot express th...