It’s 2:30 in the morning as we travel back and I’m sitting here wide awake wondering what the Lord wants to show me.
I begin to thank Him for the strength He has given me this far in our trip. At this point I’ve been up for a day because I spent the night making donations to the toilet. Poor Johnaton and I were throwing up. I’m thanking the Lord for kids who are sleeping. They are road weary. They are tired. You know how you are when you go on vacation,..you reach a certain point where the fun is over and you just want your own bed. And if you are me, a proper cup of tea. But it’s at this moment I realize. I had made it to week three before I started to miss my own bed. It was then that I realized,…you can hang on when you have a finish line. I knew that I was going “home”. This is their home, their life, their normal and God bless them for letting me experience everything,…. But I just want to encourage someone here today with this,…there’s a time when what you’re going through is gonna be over. There’s and end date. God doesn’t send you and I to something and look down and say “well, I really am not sure how long this is gonna take.” He doesn’t leave us in the fiery furnace one moment longer than we need to be,…but He does recognize that at times we need a strong fire.
The first time I heard Kari Jobe’s song “I am not alone” I wept and wept. The devil loves to tell you that “you are going through your struggle all alone. Now one knows. No one cares.” I’ll be very honest here for a minute. Here a little bit ago I was having my own little blue cession and pity party. I remember telling the Lord,..”.I just don’t fit in here Lord! I’m a square peg trying to fit into a round hole. I’m telling you I felt alone. Without a place. Without a home. And I felt dry. But I realized one thing. NO MATTER WHAT I FEEL GOD STILL REIGNS SUPREME. “
Written By: Courtney Gilkinson