I love my job. This afternoon as I ate lunch with my children I told them of one of our supporters who has a very painful and terminal type of cancer. It's heart breaking. However as I was able to tell my kids about our job, our privilege, our joy in praying for her I was reminded of how much I love this "job". What greater task than supporting and loving a man who is dedicated to the Kingdom of God? What greater joy than to teach and train our children in loving and serving our Great God? What greater task than to be prayer warriors for our brothers and sisters in Christ & to share His love with those around us? It's not a job with pay, or benefits, or any written contracts and expectations. It's a job I unknowingly accepted at the tender age of 13 when I was baptized into Christ. It's a job that many look at an shun for it's seemingly lowly position, or perceived naivety. However it is the hardest most difficult job anyone will undertake. The ete...
"Thy Word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path." Psalm 119:105 Thoughtfully pondering how God's Word can guide my daily struggles.