It's the middle of summer. We are approaching week 5 of camp and my lack of sleep is finally catching up with me. My body is telling me that I should begin to get frustrated and annoyed with everything and everyone around me. The thought of each week being the same as the last keeps running through my head. Then I stop. I realize who my dad is and all the lies and discouragement start to fade into the background.
Each week of my summer has been new and exciting. The Lord is blessing me in all kinds of crazy ways! I just have to stop and pay attention. He is showing up when it seems like there is no way that things could get better. He is taking care of me and it is so so so good. I have had the opportunity to work with the most amazing staff and each week I get a crazy amazing new group who shows me a new facet of the Father's heart. Why should I be discouraged? There is absolutely nothing that can take away my joy.
All I've been wanting to do is spend time with my Papa. He is my source of life and joy. Our relationship is the only thing keeping me sane and keeping me focused. He is my vision. He is my purpose. He is my joy. He is my husband. He is my beloved. I am His and He is mine.
"Yet this I call to mind, and therefore I have hope: Because of the LORD’s great love we are not consumed, or 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." Lamentations 3:21-26
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