Let me share some of my heart with you tonight.

I was looking back in one of my note books and I came across an entry that come from 2012 and is about a page and a half long.

I wrote it during my last year as a camper at Cristian Retreat Center.

It comes from a time in my life after I had received my calling to work at the Navajo Brethren in Christ Mission on the Navajo Reservation.

It was before Grandma Yoder passed away. I was grieving for her even before she died. I still sometimes feel that empty space that she once filled with her love, and I cry.

I was waiting impatiently for God to say that it was time for me to do his work in New Mexico.

I was discontent in the job I was holding at the local grocery store. Now, don’t get me wrong, I liked working with the people and my coworkers in the store. But I knew that it wasn’t permeant and that God was working in ways that I can’t even imagine.

Needless to say, it was an emotional year.

The entry goes,

To you my God I lift my voice in praise. In song you speak to me. You fill me to overflowing. In the depths of my heart I feel you working on my soul. Shaping me into the person I should be. In the midst of my pain and suffering, you touch me and heal my wounds.

     You tell me each day, “I love you!”

But I look to the future and I am scared.

     You say, “I am with you always. Forever and ever. I was, I AM, I will be FOREVER! In the midst of your trials, in the midst of your pain, and in the midst of your confusion. I will always be with you! I will always be by your side. I will Bless Your Socks Off! I will give you more then you can imagine! There is no end to my love for you! The heavens cry out to you in your pain. They rejoice in your triumphs and victories!”

With all that I am, I will praise God! 

With this entry, I am reminded of how much I love my God and my Savior. I feel as if that entry was written to encourage others; not just myself. Though my life on the mission field may seem all sunshine and roses in my news letters, it’s not. I have rough days and good days just like everyone else. Most days are good. But somedays it’s good to find little gems like I found this evening.

I hope this has been an encouragement to someone out there. I pray that you may find the wonderful peace that comes with knowing how much you are loved. Not just by the people around you but by God as well.