I have been way off. My mind and my heart battle the Jesus that I hear whisper and the world that weighs heavy.
These kids look at me, and I see it in their eyes–their Mama thirst–their need for someone to show them the way. They need someone to blanket them from the cold, to love on them through thick and thin–they need someone to be selfless, to not lose sight of the real goal here.
I can see way down deep into their souls when I look into those child-wide eyes. They look at me with questions that I don’t have the answers to, and I feel so out of place, like naked in a highschool hallway, lockers’ metal cold and mocking, laughter bouncing off.
I feel completely exposed, completely naked. Seen, for who I really am. I don’t have it all together.
No, my child, I don’t have all the answers. I don’t know how I’m going to navigate through this and get us to the other side of glory, but I know the One who does have the answers.
And I’m counting on Him, child. I’m counting on Him.
This week’s word was FOCUS.
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