Sorry, it's been awhile since I last wrote, didn't want to write just to write.

I'm not sure if I've mentioned this in my blogs, but surely if you know me well, or follow any of my other writings, you may know that I was in a season of sitting in Ps. 23...probably for about 8 months. Anyways, during that time God so revealed His deep, deep love for me, as I had prayed. (Be careful what you pray for :) ) It is only these past couple weeks that I have felt Him leading me out of that season and transitioning me into a new season, one that revolves around 2 Corinthians 12:9-10. It reads, 'My grace is sufficient for you, for power is perfected in weakness.' Most gladly, therefore, I will rather boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may dwell in me. Therefore, I am well content with weaknesses, with insults, with distresses, with persecutions, with difficulties, for Christ's sake; for when I am weak, then I am strong."

Looking at the picture above of a boy from my Philippines trip, what strikes me is that he is who he is. He didn't try to clean himself up, or smile, or pose...he just came as he was. He was having a rough day and came just as he was...dirty, defeated and down.

This week has been an interesting one, in that so many people around me have had a major loss in their lives. Out of my love for them, and my desire to encourage I so often JUMP to make things better or to lift them out of the pain. But what I'm learning is...that's not always what the Father wants. Sometimes it's through those times of weakness or difficulties that the Father grows and makes strong that person. Weakness is not something to get rid of or hide from. So not only is it a season that He is growing my own heart in, but a season that He is showing me how to be with others as well.

I think in this season God may even be calling me to share out of that weakness, so that it may encourage others. We'll see....

But I just pray that we, that I, would each seek to be unashamed of our mess, of our hurts, or where our heart is at, and that we could come as that little child....dirty rags and all.

More later...