I want so much so quickly, and I'm learning greater patience.
Big things in two weeks, two months, two years - two seconds of your time to hear me out.
My heart breaks for the lost, and those who haven't even heard the good news yet.
I think of those people in far off lands. I think of how I want to be used by God to help them.
My heart breaks over my sin, and the burdens I bear with others.
I think about the brother who wants to kill himself, and out of everyone, he calls me - that's heavy.
My heart breaks for the comfortability of the American Church, and how liberal that theology is.
I think about the hours I pray for God to cause a Neo-Reformation, and how I want to be a part of it.
At this point, I'm all over the place, in so much, and the next season will be extraction and rest of some form - I hope. And I'd give it all up if my Lord told me to go somewhere else.
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