A friend of a friend wrote this in her newsletter and I just had to share it with you. This is our heartbeat for the nations, I couldn't have written it any better than what is written:
I had a beautiful opportunity to give glory to God before a small crowd this morning while buying pineapple from the back of a pick-up truck. Faces peered at me expectantly from under bamboo hats while plying me with curious questions. But their questions caught me off guard, and I thought of what to say only after I'd left.
That happens so often.
I'm not particularly good at what I do. I don't have any great skills or abilities that make me an effective missionary. But at night I hear God's heartbeat for children that He longs to embrace. At sunrise, I pray for hurting, hopeless crowds of people who are trapped by fear. At daylight, I'm compelled by His Spirit to be a living message of the mercy and freedom He is offering.
Please pray for missionaries. We are not heroes. We are weak people, speaking and sharing from the simple conviction that God is faithfully drawing nations to Himself. Powerfully. Beautifully. Today. -DT
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Praise God that he uses the broken and unsure ones. Praise Him that he gives us the words to say when the time is right and his timing is perfect!
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