Falling Faithless

     The past four years and past months especially, I have learned that fundraising for missions trips is an emotional and spiritual roller coaster. There comes a point when it seems to have gone stagnant, and all hope seems to be lost. Then something happens, something that reminds me why I’m doing this, something that relights the fire.       It’s that point when I realize that things are not in my hands, and most defiantly not in my timing.
     It’s the point when I accept that I was falling faithless, and the point where I crawl back and stop falling.
     It’s putting the truth to the saying that God responds to the desperate cries of His children, that He picks them up time and time again. That He will teach them the same lesson over and over(or for the fourth time).
He has given me this calling, this mission, this heart. And He WILL put it into action.

   Sooo, with that being said,

 Wreck me for your purpose

Break me for your will
Let me be your hands and feet
Show me your world
Give me your heart and your eyes
Let me understand your will
Hear your voice
And speak your words
Fill me with your spirit
Here I am…SEND ME