Well guess what, Chaka Khan? You're WRONG.
I've been attempting to function on my own lately, and failing miserably to depend on the Lord for the strength needed to survive in a dry and arid place like South Asia. Unsurprisingly, as a result I've hit a brick wall of exhaustion and desperate need of renewal. How quickly one can end up here, when we get this crazy mindset that we can kick and paddle like crazy to stay afloat, or control who will accept truth and who won't. How we can even know where we're going to live tomorrow or how our digestive systems will choose to function. One thing is certainly more clear to me than ever before: I'm NOT every woman, and it will certainly NEVER be all in me. And you know what? That's OK.
I was chilling alone in our kitchen last night, eating icecream out of the box with a spoon and pondering the memories of yet another crazy day here in South Asia. Somewhere between my thoughts and the sweet taste in my mouth, my eyes fell on a verse that was posted on the fridge:
"Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. I say to myself; the Lord is my portion; therefore I will wait for Him. the Lord is good to those whose hope is in Him, to the one who seeks Him; it is good to wait quietly for the salvation of the Lord." Lamentaions 3:22-26
Honestly, this was not the comfort I was expecting when I opened the freezer, but it was what I needed to hear. "Because of the Lord's great love, we are not consumed..."
We leave this country in less than a week, so our few remaining days hold many goodbye's and individual's to trust to HIM.
