For A Moment

Written by: D’Anne Mullin

I love music!  I particularly love worship music!  Hymns and choruses both new and old.  To me a beautifully blended worship set that reaches all generations on a Sunday morning is bliss.  Seeing people touched by the lyrics and notes, moved by the Spirit to act and feel, ministered to with comfort and healing.  Music is so powerful and heavenly song is soothing to the soul.

I love to sing!  I particularly love to sing worship music!  Hymns and choruses both new and old.  To me a beautiful blend of voices in four-part harmony is a gorgeous expression of praise to our Maker.  To clap my hands in celebration, raise my arms in surrender, dance my feet for joy, raise my voice in triumph.  Singing to my Saviour soaks my spirit with the presence of my Father and draws me close to His side.

Over the many centuries of Christendom there have been countless songs written for the church.  In fact, long before the church of Acts 2 was established, music was written by God’s chosen people to exalt His mighty name.  In much of the Old Testament we see passages of scripture filled with references to trumpets and horns and cymbals and flutes and voices, all in praise of the Lord.

Further, the Psalms are filled with the musical expressions and longings of King David himself, as he poured out his very soul before his Creator; expressions and longings we can still relate to today!  The book of Revelation speaks of the eternal nature of our praise and that when we sing we join the hosts of all heaven in exalting the name of Jesus!  Powerful!

It is amazing to ponder that the music of today joins with such a rich tapestry of music weaved throughout millennia.  Our voices blend with all the voices of old, and all the voices to come, in exaltation of the one true God, our Father, our Saviour, our Comforter.  Our songs rise to join with the songs of heaven in exaltation of the One we love.

And to think that in all this music, there are songs written just for you.  Just for me.  Songs that break through the noise and hit us right where we are at, at any given point in time or experience.  It may be a new song introduced at church or a song experienced at a concert.  A lyric that floats to your ears from a child or a line given by God in the middle of the night.  A melody whistled by Grandpa while working in his shop or a tune sung in the amazing acoustics of the shower.

One such song touched my heart this past week.  A song from a CD played several times before on my commute back and forth to work, but not truly heard until now.  It pierced through the clutter in my mind and made its way deep down into my heart.  The lyrics spoke to my current situation and brought me to tears.  The words sung reminded me that, “in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose.” (Romans 8:28)  I drew great comfort knowing that this situation, this season, would change and from it God would receive all glory and that I would be “OK.”

So, to finish, I would like to share this song, my song, with you and I hope it encourages you today, just as it has encouraged me this week!




“For A Moment”

By:  Elevation Worship

Peace be still you are with me,

In this hope I abide.

Jesus be my sustainer,

Strengthen me in this trial.


And I know, it’s only for a moment,

And everything is working for your glory.

But I need, your perfect love to hold me,

Safe within your promise,

Till the storm has passed.


When this burden is lifted,

I’ll give thanks to your name.

But, until it is finished,

I’ll give praise just the same.


For we have this hope,

As an anchor for our soul.

You are with us,

We will never be alone.

Hi, I’m ________!

Written by: Rylie Wistuba

I’ve had issues with my identity from a young age. I struggled to find different ways to define myself, because of insecurities stemming from a fear of rejection. As a pre-teen, I solely wore boy’s clothes because I wanted to be taken seriously & heard by the classmates around me. The girls who were ‘pretty’ and wore stereotypical ‘girl clothes’ weren’t usually taken seriously by the boys, so I decided I wouldn’t be like them.

As a young teen, I gravitated towards being the ‘unique one’ of my friend group. I would wear between 10-20 bracelets & watches (not a good look, even for 2008!) and a flower headband every day so I could feel seen. As I went through high school I started branding myself as a perfectionist, band geek nerd etc. because that’s who I thought I was. Every time I would introduce myself on the first day of a new class it was “Hi, I’m Rylie. I like to sing, I’m in choir & band.” My world revolved around ‘being smart’, and excelling in music. I became so invested in these identities, that when they were taken away, it felt like I had lost myself.

When I was 17 and in the middle of my senior year of High School, my family and I moved almost across the country from British Columbia to Ontario. As I took the last of my schooling online, I kind of went into an identity crisis. Who was I? For so many years I was someone who was identified by what they did. I’m in a completely different province, and I can be anything I want. Who am I really?
The next few months were a huge growing period for me. I realized the identities I had held so tightly to were flimsy and not really who I strived to be. I asked myself questions like, “At the end of my life, what will people remember me by?” I dug into Scripture and found life-giving verses about who I truly am, and what God thinks of me.

I am a temple, where the Holy Spirit Dwells:

“Don’t you realize that all of you together are the temple of God and that the Spirit of God lives in you?”
‭‭1 Corinthians‬ ‭3:16‬ ‭NLT‬‬

I’m cared for, and never forgotten:

“You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book.”
‭‭Psalms‬ ‭56:8‬ ‭NLT‬‬

He sees me as a vessel for His Spirit, even though I’m flawed:

“Each time he said, “My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness.” So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ can work through me.
2 Corinthians 12:9

I learn more about Him & myself every day, and the more I press into Him, the more I realize who I am. To answer the question I asked myself “What will people remember me by?” I hope people remember me by my love for people & for Jesus. I’ve realized that’s all that really matters in the end.

It’s Too Hard

Written by: Christianne Williams

There was screaming, crying, and tears.  Lots and lots of tears.  There were adamant declarations of “I will not do this!  I will never do this!”  And then the questions, “Why are you making me do this?  Why do I need to do this?”  And then the pleading, “Please don’t make me do this!  I just can’t do this!”  And I’ve not heard these things once – no, I’ve heard them many times over the years.  You may be asking what situation I’m speaking of that could evoke such drama, such strong feelings of dread.  Or maybe you’re wondering who these pleas came from.  Any homeschooling family can probably tell you that these are the scenes that occur everyday, or at least every second day, while you have preschoolers who you are encouraging to learn new things.

The greatest battle I fought in this arena was the one with my eldest son on the journey to independent reading.  He bucked me at every turn, even pulling the, “Mom you’re such a good reader, why should I learn when you do it so well!”  and trying to convince his brother, two  years his junior, that it would be great if could just be the early reader of the family.  Every day began with Battle Royale over Sing Spell Read and Write, so much so that I almost considered giving in to his pleas and letting him be illiterate for a while longer.

Imagine my delight when my second loved reading, however, it quickly faded when I discovered we would endure the same battle, only with math.  And then our next son was so active every subject was like gym class, and finally here I am again in the middle of teaching our final child the importance of the English language.  This time I’m worrying less about it because I realize that  eventually my boys actually did learn to read.  And add.  And subtract.  And dissect a sentence.  And they learned many other things that they flat out refused to attempt in the early days of homeschooling.

One thing that was consistent in all of them was the unique ways each of them learned.  They didn’t all fit in the same box.  They didn’t all learn at the same rate, or enjoy the same things. The education game has been different with each child and each passing day.  I quickly learned that forcing them all into the same box wasn’t going to work and would leave us feeling frustrated, and what’s worse, leaving them feeling like they couldn’t do it.  Expecting the same from all of them was not realistic.  How could my seven year old be expected to understand things the same way my 16 year old does?  She hasn’t the experience in life that he does.  In the same way, I can’t expect him to be able to make life decisions the way I can, I have much more life experience than he does.

Life is a journey, we’re all learning, we’re all in different stages of the process.  Like children learning new things in school, we all learn at different rates, through different circumstances, and God knows which ones will help each of grow.  He understands our unique learning styles and knows how to nurture us each in the ways that will shape us into mature believers.  I’ve found myself feeling discouraged because people around me seem to be more spiritual, they seem to understand more or have more insight.  Feeling disqualified because they seem to have it all together and I don’t feel like I ever will.  That’s not how God sees any of us though, He sees us as beautiful works of art.  He adds to the picture as we walk along, as we grow the picture changes.

Just as my kids learned what they needed to at appropriate times in their lives, we will as well as long we submit to His leading.  He’s a good and patient Father, one who loves us and desires to see us move on to maturity.  I know how exciting it is when a child gets a new concept, and I can just know that Father God is excited when we learn something new.  He’s cheering us on, encouraging us to try one more time, to ask for His help, to submit to His will.  So many times I find myself with same attitude my children had – it’s too hard, I’ll never be able to do that, please don’t make me go that way- and each time I hear Him say, “You can do it!”  “I’m right here with you!”  “I’m pleased with you!”

Dangers Revealed!!

Written by: Cindy Morrone

There I was face-down and sprawled out all over the snow-covered road.  I have fallen twice in my 20+ years of running. The first time was years ago, from pure exhaustion while training for a ½ marathon.  And this second time was just a couple of weeks ago with the reason a complete mystery to me.

It’s like my left foot dug deep into the asphalt and the right, in attempts to compensate, dug even deeper, catapulting the rest of me forward and down.  Like two peg legs in the sand.  My water bottle flew out of my hand and slid through the slush and grime.

Picking myself up, I looked around to see if anyone saw what had just happened.  No one appeared.  (Thank You, Jesus for small mercies!! Lol!!)

With only road rash, I ran the rest of the way home in bewilderment.  What had just happened?  How did I just end up sprawled all over the road?

The next week, running that same route, I found my answer.  The melted snow revealed a pot hole.

In much the same way, we are finding this teenager parenting thing tricky and terrifying!!

It seems like this… husband and I watching, cheering, directing and warning from the sidelines competing against the thousands of others doing the same.  No longer can we keep them close and re-direct them physically or simply tell them, ‘no.’

Their playing field is wide open with their own wills, thoughts, opinions and beliefs emerging.

And there have been times when none of us knew the danger that they were heading into.  The plans seemed innocent enough but something told my husband and I that our precious ones may not overcome the peril.

Prayer in parenting has never been so important to us.

“In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness.  We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans.”  Romans 8:26

We are so thankful for His ever-presence and are beginning to trust that this time for our daughters is necessary for their own faith evolution.

We are not alone, as Christians, the Holy Spirit, our Helper cautions, advises, informs and counsels us.

Our Provider

Written by: Carolyn Ruttan

2 Corinthians 9:6

Remember this… a farmer who plants only a few seeds will get a small crop. But the one who plants generously will get a generous crop.

Tithing…It’s something that is not talked about much in churches anymore, as there seems to be much debate about it.  So, I hope for a few moments you will bear with me as I share a couple stories from our lives.

Since our children were small something we’ve tried to instill in them is the concept of giving or tithing. We encouraged them to give from their allowance even though they didn’t earn a lot.  It’s something through the years of our marriage that we have always practiced even though there were times when we technically couldn’t afford to.  God always came through.

There were times shortly after purchasing our first home that we didn’t know how we would pay our mortgage or other bills, when people would anonymously give us money or grocery cards. Oftentimes right down to the exact dollar needed. There was never a time during that season of uncertainty that we missed a mortgage payment or did not have food on our table. All of our needs were met.  Always.

2 Corinthians 9:8

And God will generously provide all you need. Then you will always have everything you need and plenty left over to share with others.

My oldest son who is now living on his own, told me about an experience that he had happen to him right before Christmas. He decided that he would tithe on his paycheck. It was a stretch for him to trust God that he would have enough to pay for his rent, groceries, transportation and other needs. Once he pays all his bills, there is not a whole lot left.  But he felt in his heart it was what he was to do.  His church has a debit machine set up in the lobby so that people can pay without cash. He told me that “no joke”, as soon as he stepped away from the debit machine a lady handed him a Christmas card. He waited until he got home to open and it and when he did, he was completely floored. Inside the Christmas card was a gift of money—the exact amount he had tithed that morning! I don’t think I have to tell you how that moment increased his faith.

Mal 3:10

Bring your full tithe to the temple treasury so there will be ample provisions in my temple. Test me in this and see if I don’t open up heaven itself and pour out blessings beyond your wildest dreams.

At the end of 2017, it appeared that we were significantly behind in our staffing budget. If we did not have X amount of finances come in we would not be able to rehire a couple of our Bible teachers for the new school year that begins in February. This would mean that there would be schools that we would not be able to return to and the children in those schools would not be receiving the gospel this year.  It made us sad. Not to mention, how would we explain that in our newsletters or to our supporters? We prayed about it as it was a concern and heavy on our hearts. It was hard not to worry. We should have just trusted and believed it would come in…because it did!

At the final hour, (or so it seemed) Dale received an email from a church letting us know that they had surplus in their missions giving and that they would be depositing the extra amount into account. And they did….the exact amount that we were short….the exact amount needed to rehire a couple of the teachers. God is so good!

2 Corinthians 9:7

You must each decide in your heart how much to give. And don’t give reluctantly or in response to pressure. For God loves a person who gives cheerfully.

So, I just want to encourage you, if you are not already tithing or giving, to try it…and see for yourself if God doesn’t provide for your needs. I promise He will. Because He is always faithful and always true to his Word.

Secondhand Faith

Written By: Mandy Lawrence-Hill

Point your kids in the right direction— when they’re old they won’t be lost. (Proverbs 22:6)

I saw a quote this morning by Joyce Meyer that really spoke to me:

“You can’t get buy on secondhand faith. It doesn’t matter what your Mama believes. You have to find out what YOU believe.”JM

It’s true that I am praying my guts out that my kids grow up to believe in Jesus Christ like my husband and I do. It is also true that they have the choice to believe in whatever they want.

I believe it takes so much more than words to leave an eternal impression on our children. We need to be living examples of God’s truth and love. We need to pray without ceasing for their salvation. We need to share with them the wonder of the miracles that God does in our lives; both big and small.

I was raised in a bible-believing, faith-based home but I made my own decision to serve Christ at the age of thirteen. I was surrounded by generations of family that lived their faith in Christ out loud every day. Their faith stirred up a craving for a relationship with God – a relationship of my own.

This is what I so hope for my children; that I might be a living, breathing example of faith in Jesus Christ. I don’t simply want to pass down my faith to my kids. I want to live in such a way that my children are inspired to embrace an authentic journey of faith of their own.

God gives us lots of opportunities to share in His realness and goodness. Will you embrace these opportunities?

Jesus, thank You for my precious children. I pray for their hearts, that they would seek You with all of their might. That they would turn to You at all times. That they would live in Your truths and share those truths with their children, and their children’s children. Jesus, I pray for my friends with young kids- please give them wisdom as they raise their children to serve You. I also pray for my friends with older children who are running from You……Jesus, I pray that You will give them peace and perseverance to continue living an example of truth. I pray for those kids who are running, please help them to see the truth and turn back to You. I pray these things in Your holy name, Jesus, Amen.

Living Expectantly

Written by: Conny Varga

Do you believe Jesus is coming back? And possibly soon? What thoughts and feelings does this question stir in you?

I am always amazed at how expectant the apostles and early believers were – they believed Jesus’ return was imminent, and they lived accordingly. They worked tirelessly, sacrificing their comforts, possessions, and even their lives, since they wanted to bring as many people to heaven with them as they could. They would not shy away from any opportunity to share their faith and the gospel, or to show God’s love in a tangible way to those in need. And you know what? As a result, they were accused of “turning the world upside down” (Acts 17:6)!! Christianity spread like a wildfire during the first century or so, growing exponentially, despite various external efforts of squelching the flame.

So what is different today? How have we lost the urgency of Jesus’ return? If anything, we are now closer than ever, and you’d think that this truth would motivate us more than ever to put everything on the line, to give our all to the cause of the gospel. Who cares about comfort? So what if we’re rejected? There’s a world of people out there who need to be befriended and who need to hear the gospel that can save them for eternity!

But too often, we forget. And trust me, I speak from experience. We get caught up in the day-to-day grind and rat race, we care more about the spilled milk on the floor than about our neighbour’s soul. We have a million “urgent” things to take care of on our to-do list, and the Great Commission just gets squeezed out of our busy day. We feel guilty for a while when we think about it, it makes us uncomfortable, but then we go back to living as if tomorrow was promised to us.

However, in a conversation about His second coming, Jesus Himself warned us: “Therefore keep watch because you do not know when the owner of the house will come back—whether in the evening, or at midnight, or when the rooster crows, or at dawn. If he comes suddenly, do not let him find you sleeping. What I say to you, I say to everyone: ‘Watch!’” (Mark 13:35-37)

The apostles understood this, and there is no way they wanted to be found “sleeping”. May we also stop snoozing, and get up, get out, and get moving. Let’s make every day count! Let’s live every day as if it was the last!

Jason Gray puts it this way when he sings (It’s Good To Be Alive):

I wanna live like there’s no tomorrow
Love like I’m on borrowed time
It’s good to be alive

I won’t take it for granted
I won’t waste another second
All I want is to give you
A life well lived, to say “thank you”

Jesus is coming soon! Meanwhile, He expects us to continue and finish the work He started here, and He wants us to be ready and waiting, like a bride for her groom!  ““Look, I am coming soon! My reward is with me, and I will give to each person according to what they have done. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End. Blessed are those who wash their robes, that they may have the right to the tree of life and may go through the gates into the city” … He who testifies to these things says, “Yes, I am coming soon.” Amen. Come, Lord Jesus.” (Rev. 22:12-14 & 20)

Potluck Spirituality

Written by: D’Anne Mullin

Pretty much everyone I know, from young tots to seasoned grown-ups, loves a good old-fashioned Potluck Meal.  Who can resist a table lined with every type of dish imaginable, just waiting to be sampled by its hungry participants?  Swedish Meatballs, Shepherd’s Pie, Spicy Chili, Sweet Potato Casserole, Macaroni Salad, Lasagna, Veggie Trays with Dip and Sliced Ham!  Not to mention the various renditions of all these favourites and new dishes never before tried, soon to be attempted.

And the desserts are to die for!  Cheesecake of every variety.  Brownies and Blondies, Macaroons and Lemon Squares.  Cakes and Pies and Loafs and Muffins.  Shortbread and Sugar Cookies, Peanut Butter Balls and Fudge.  We must not forget the infamous Butter Tarts and the always loved staple, Date Squares.  Trifle and Torte, Apple Crisp and Bread Pudding.  The sweet options are endless!

As plates are loaded with a “little of this and a little of that” each participant finds a place to sit and settle in for a leisurely stretch of fellowship.  Gales of laughter are heard and complements to the chefs, while recipes are being swapped.  Enjoyable chatter and deep discussions break out around tables, while children sneak a few extra sweets and dash off to their hiding places with their “buds.”  Sometimes, groups break out in song or a game is initiated to add a little pizazz.  Then the sleeves get rolled up for clean-up duty and bakeware is sorted out to ensure its safe return to its owners.

All in all, a very enjoyable experience.  One which fosters a sense of belonging, comradery, friendship and generosity.  Until hours later when indigestion sets in and relief is so desperately sought after.

Recently, I came across a statement that said, “All religions lead to the same god.”  Many believe this to be true.  This idea is prevalent in our Western Culture, where tolerance is of high value and personal beliefs trump any absolutes.  Couple this with the world being so small due to the internet, that information regarding religious ideologies are literally at our fingertips and just a few taps away from entering our consciousness.

Essentially, we are presented with a Spiritual Potluck of indulgences, one in which we can sample “a little of this and a little of that” until we find a religious experience that tastes good.  Some will adhere to one religion only, consuming only the sweet items on the menu.  Others will mix and match their beliefs, stuffing themselves to overflowing, based on their spiritual cravings.  Still others, will choose to graze on familiar comforts that lack true nutrition.  Some simply choose to abstain from consumption altogether.  All of this in an effort to fill the God-shaped void they innately possess deep in their bellies.

By seeking out a group who share the same tastes in religiousity, a sense of belonging, comradery, friendship and generosity is deeply developed, breeding appetites only temporarily satisfied.  Eventually the empty spiritual calories, consumed by the participants of this type of Spiritual Potluck, will leave them with spiritual indigestion only relieved by Jesus Christ, Himself.

In fact, Jesus proclaimed in John 14:6 that He is, “the way, the truth and the life.  No one comes to the Father (God) except” through Him.  His work on the cross, His death and resurrection are what gives us life!  He is the very “bread of life” and “whoever comes to (Him) will never go hungry, and whoever believes in (Him) will never be thirsty.” (John 6:35) Jesus, alone, satisfies all our deepest hungers and he calms all our spiritual indigestion once and for all!

Colossians 2:8 admonishes us not to, “let anyone capture (us) with empty philosophies and high-sounding nonsense that come from human thinking and from the spiritual powers of this world, rather than from Christ.”  We need to stay the course with Jesus, feasting on His very being, eating up His every word for there we will find true health and vitality on our path to meet the one true God, our Heavenly Father.

The Power of Prayer

By: Sarah Walker

I have often shied away from prayer. I felt that my prayers were weak, short and sloppy. Even though I had complete faith that God could answer all my prayers, I sometimes doubted that he would answer mine. I am not a great speaker or leader, and I felt inexperienced in how I should be praying. Compared to others, I didn’t feel “Christian” enough.

My daughter and I were in the middle of baking chocolate chip cookies one afternoon when the phone rang. One of my best friends was calling because her infant daughter, River, had a fever of 106 degrees, and Mom was looking for some support, advice and prayer.

As I hung up the phone I turned to my three-year-old girl and said, “That was River’s Mommy – Baby River is very, very sick!

My toddler’s face twisted in concerned as she gasped and cried out, “OH NO!

I asked, “Should Mommy pray for her or would you like to?

Me pray,” she cried, (speech impediment added for emphasis and cuteness): “Weer Jesus, Sank you for a very fun day. Sank you for very fun blessings. Make Baby River better. Amen.

Less then 20 minutes had passed and my friend was calling back with an update. As I picked up the phone I said, “Kaylee prayed for River as soon as I got off the phone with you!

My friend said, “Well, it worked, because her fever just went from 106 degrees down to 98 degrees without any meds!

It is amazing that my three-year-old daughter said a basic prayer and instantly her voice was heard, her prayer answered! Her speech is not eloquent, her grammar is far from perfect, and she does not have any clue about the complexities or doctrines of the Christian faith, BUT, she knows that there is a Jesus, and that we pray to Him and He makes us better. She believes that fact, no questions asked!

It’s no wonder Jesus calls us to be like little children.

“In him and through him we may approach God with freedom and confidence.” (Ephesians 3:12)

She came to God with freedom, freedom from being self-conscious about her words, her age, or what others may think of her. She also came to God with confidence; her prayer was simple and faith-filled. As I looked at my free and confident little lady, I was so proud of her, and a little disappointed in myself! There are still times when I am afraid about what God and others may think of my prayers – are they good enough?

Then I remember 2 Corinthians 12:9: “But he said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.”

Now I come before God with new confidence! Confidence in the promise that God’s power is making my weak prayers PERFECT! Just like my daughter’s! I am resting in the freedom that I don’t have to be perfect in prayer for God to hear and answer me!

The True Heart of the Father is Exposed

Written by: Christianne Williams

“Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; In all your ways submit to Him and He will make your paths straight” Proverbs 3:5-6

“I can do all things through Him who gives me strength” Philippians 4:13

For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life” John 3:16

Very simple verses that anyone who ever went to Sunday school has heard.  If you grew up in church then these were likely the some of the first ones you even put to memory.  In fact, they may have been rehearsed so many times that the message they convey may have been lost.  The meaning in these simple truths is very deep.   The map for peace and joy are found here, the true heart of the Father is exposed here.  The words are simple, the requirements are simple, and yet very difficult sometimes.

God loves us!  He created us, and since He knows the end from the beginning, He knew how things would go in the garden.  While it must’ve broken His heart that even in the early days of life there was a lack of trust in what He had spoken, He showed them the plan of restoration.  That’s love.  To come up with a way that people, who knew they were disobeying Him, could not only be reconciled but restored shows a love that’s so great —it’s amazing!  Just think about the depth of that love, there is a way for anyone who believes in Him to make their way to the cross for restoration, a new life, and a new perspective.

When we come to Him and put our trust in Him He lavishes that love upon us. He wants us to have a revelation of how much we are loved so we can show that love to others.  Freely we have received, freely we give.  It cost Jesus His life, but was given to us with only the cost of loving Him and following His leading.  I’ve often felt that the only way I can truly walk in the calling He’s placed on me is if I perform well enough, if I have it all figured out, if I don’t ‘mess up’.  The problem with this way of thinking is that I can never be good enough.

My job is to focus on what He’s already done, to love Him back, and then to be amazed at how he shows me how to live in a way that pleases Him.  This life is a journey, none of us have full revelation of everything that the kingdom of God is, we just have to wake up each morning ready for a new adventure.  Trust in Him with all of your heart, lean not on your own understanding.  If it doesn’t make sense to you – that’s ok, but trust His heart for you.  Trust in the truth that if you give up your understanding and say, ‘I don’t understand but I believe you’ve promised good things for my life’; He will not let you down.

I’ve lived through some experiences that make absolutely no sense and while I was focusing only on what I could see with my physical eyes.  God faithfully brought along people who would speak into my life and bring encouragement without ever knowing my situation.  Those encounters spoke to my spirit about how concerned He is for me, that He wants me to know His nearness and compassion.  My prayer recently changed to “Lord let me be the encouragement to someone who needs to know they’re loved by You and You’ve got this for them”.

He promises strength, and He will deliver.  He promises direction, and He will deliver.  He promises eternal life, and He will deliver.  Whatever promise He gives is sure to be fulfilled.  Trust in His heart and not in your own ways and He will not disappoint.