"On the contrary, when they saw that I had been entrusted with the gospel to the uncircumcised, just as Peter had been entrusted with the gospel to the circumcised... and when James and Cephas and John, who seemed to be pillars, perceived the grace that was given to me, they gave the right hand of fellowship to Barnabas and me, that we should go to the Gentiles and they to the circumcised." galatians 2:7,9
the word entrusted has stuck out acutely to me this week. the Lord has entrusted me with so much. i am astounded. overwhelmed. and humbled. i have the beautiful opportunity to disciple as He disciples me by hearing His voice and living by the words i speak. i smile thinking about this week and all the times i shared what i felt Him prompting me to and how it ministered to my heart.
i feel i have the best job in the world. this was the first full week with the students. the Lord showed me so much hope, joy, and the fruit of following tenaciously after Him.
on friday morning i was able to pray for one of the students. as she was kneeling the Lord started speaking to me about her. He gave me a picture and so i went to go kneel down beside her. i love how the Lord can just give you one picture, one word and if you are faithful in delivering it He will give you more. so what started as sharing a picture turned into five minutes of Him sharing His heart with me about His precious daughter. i felt so zealous, so jealous for her afterwards... that she is God's child. "for we are no longer slaves but sons." i am so eager to hear her share her testimony... to use her voice. afterwards she told me the picture i first received was almost identical to one she received in her quiet time with God that morning. she is His flower and He will use her colors to express His love and affections to the people of this world.
i am so blessed. Jeg er så velsignet!
in just one week i have seen freedom unleashed, tears shed, people healed.
all i can think of is how can i not serve a God this big.
Beundring. Admiration.
I admire Him.
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