No that isn’t a metaphor or analogy….my suitcase is literally packed. Perhaps under different circumstances I’d be pretty ecstatic about that, but right now, at this very moment it saddens me. Am I packed out of desperation to leave, reaching the end of my rope, to be near family who love me, not for my white skin or want something from me? I wonder too if satan isn’t smirking just a bit….ha, she’s happy to leave and wishing not to come back, I’ve won this battle of stopping the gospel from being lived out!
I’ve seen all too often people here in Kenya lord their power and position over people. I guess it makes them feel superior and in control of another’s life/destiny (and gives them the audacity to demand a bribe). We are caught in what seems to be just that and I bet satan is smiling over that situation too.
Well let me give it to you straight satan, God has beaten you! My daily prayer is to be in God’s will….if He desires for me to return to Kenya, it will happen no matter who you use to attempt to deter that.
So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. Isaiah 41:10
But the plans of the Lord stand firm forever, the purposes of his heart through all generations. Psalm 33:11
All a person’s ways seem pure to them, but motives are weighed by the Lord. Commit to the Lord whatever you do, and he will establish your plans. The Lord works out everything to its proper end—even the wicked for a day of disaster. Proverbs 16:2-4
Thank you Father for your promises. I pray You are smiling too, knowing Your daughter has not given up but remains grounded in You. I ask Your forgiveness for my un-Christ-like thoughts in this situation, Your strength to continue on and You are glorified….I am the clay and you are the potter….mold me to Your image.