I’m a little flustered and excited and busy and needy and feeling pretty small. God is good to entrust this trip to Aidan and myself, and eleven others. Please be in prayer for us. You can download a prayer calendar here.
This verse has been floating around in my head for a few weeks. I don’t know if it’s in reference to Ghana or simply my life, but it keeps coming back. I pray it blesses you today:
Behold, days are coming, declares the Lord, when the plowman will overtake the reaper and the treader of grapes him who sows seed; when the mountains will drip with sweet wine and all the hills will be dissolved. Also I will restore the captivity of My people Israel, and they will rebuild the ruined cities and live in them; they will also plant vineyards and drink their wine, and make gardens and eat their fruit. I will also plant them on their land and they will not again be rooted out from their land which I have given them, says the Lord your God. (Amos, 9:13-15).
Oh Jesus, let it be. Let it be. May everyone who is reading this post have fruitful lives . . . so fruitful that sowing and reaping become one season! Oh Lord, do Your work in Ghana. Do Your work in our lives. Do Your work in this world. Your kingdom come, Lord. Forgive me for my own agenda, my selfishness, my way of doing things. Strip that from me, Lord. Make me pliable in Your hands, a ready vessel. Amen.