April 12, 2013

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  i imagined myself preaching on missions, for the lost people

  and as i pondered whether i would send or go

  i realized

  they need an advocate.

   

  they need a person to cry out amongst the Christians for them to hear

  for them to go

  so they can hear

   

  that is a prophet

  to speak the words of God to His people

   

  And I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?” Then I said, “Here I am! Send me.”

  

   

  God is good to me.  He is so good to me.  

  "no place I'd rather be"

   

  I want more of You God

   

  my seminary sisters (and brothers) are all apparently praying for a spouse.  it's kind of weird to me.  but i should probably get on that.

  i've been spoiled and numbed by the affections of men

  different people have said that i would always have someone taking care of me

  i am just that kind of girl they say

   

  i think i am a mixture of awkwardness, intelligence and vulnerability. i am loving and emotional and capable. i am passionate and clumsy. i lead and cry. i am more feminine internally than i am externally. insecure and loud. a mix of brokenness and gifting i told someone - and he saw it.

   

  i need to talk to God more.  and yeah, marriage.  and then the world!

   

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