In his Hands.

 A little bit of what is going thru my head:
We sang the song “All for Jesus” in church today.  The line “All of my ambitions, hopes and plans I surrender these into Your hands.” was talked about. Pastor talked about how we all have had times when it feels like our hope and dreams have been dropped. That they just are working out. The truth in that is that they have dropped in HIS hands. He holds our hopes, our dreams, our ambitions. They didn’t just go no where. They are safe in HIS hands. We must trust that.

I know that I am going through that right now. Wanting with all of me, or that is what it feels like, to be back in Africa. The place that has stolen my heart, a place that has taught me so much. I am slowly realizing that while doing missions in Africa and loving the unloved is what He has called us to do.

MAYBE more than that letting HIM steal my heart, teach me, love me and I in turn fall deeper in love with Him is what its all about. Just maybe giving Him my dreams and Hopes is what will make it all bearable. 

But it has to be a choice everyday when I get up. I have to be willing to give Him my dreams over and over and over again. No matter how hard I want to hold tight. I have to let go.