That is the word and spirit which is on my heart at 2:10 am.  My heart aches for any group of people who embrace Fear over Love.  It’s an epidemic, really.  Our kids, our country, our world.  It’s painful.  My heart is pouring tears over my face as I type.  When we are truly loving others the way we are called to love others, there isn’t much room left to allow fear.

The past two days have run the gamut of emotions.  I have known extremely high joys and felt the depths of hurt.   Thank you, Lord, for showing me WHY you needed me to hurt over this situation.   What is pushing through my heart right now is a sort of lump in my throat at the same time.  How amazing is our God?  He put me where He wanted me, called me to act, held me close and dared me to love Him and others in  new and different ways in the middle of a storm.   When I was obedient, He let His peace wash over me.  Never have I uttered words in prayer as I have today:

“Father God, I do not understand why you may have planned this project to fail as it exists, but I do trust your plan is to use this potential failure to your glory.  Anxious expectation is the best phrase to define where you have me.   Thank you for removing my defenses and just letting me love every person involved to the best of my ability today.  My prayer is that you plant the spirit of the project in all of their hearts.  You tell us it doesn’t matter who does the planting or watering, only you can make things grow.  Grow us all ,Lord, in your way, in your time, to your purpose.  I love you.