My support letter went up very quickly, they were sent out quickly, but there are some that have made me incredibly uncomfortable to deliver. I don't think that this uncomfortability is something that is confined to me, or that it is necessarily a bad thing at all. Maybe this is the feeling one gets when they step out of a boat and into the crashing waves as Peter did, maybe it will be done only to find that the ground beneath my feet feels surprisingly solid.
But right now, I really don't know what will happen. All I know is that I've been called to step out in faith and to deliver a message, much like I am called to deliver letters. God really chose the people who were given letters, not I.
God, what I really need is for you to expand my faith, please increase it a few more micrometers towards the size of a mustard seed. I am relying on you to send me, people will be the means, my faith the fuel, and you, you are the one who will spark it to make it all work.
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