The Journey


I have been on a new journey these past few months, a journey down paths I’ve never seen. I want to share it with you.

I want to tell you how truly joyful and thankful I am.
The Lord has been so good to us.
The Lord is so good to us.
The Lord will be so good to us.

So. Very. Good.

He loves us in ways we never knew possible. He opens doors we didn’t even know existed. He makes a way where there is no way.  He blesses us, He hears us, He speaks to us. Not only that, He even sends encouragers with messages for us in our time of need. He cares about us, and the intimate details of our lives.

He is a good, good, Father, and I am so very loved by Him.

I also want to tell you how deeply burdened and terribly sad I am. Satan is truly against us. We are in the midst of a full on war. We cannot see the fighting but oh can I feel it. I feel it. I feel it. I am surrounded by it. I am in the midst of it. There seems to be no escaping it.

But He is a good, good, Father and I am so very loved by Him.

I have encountered the Lord in a new way in the midst of this war. When we enter into God’s presence it makes us hungry for God’s presence. I want more and more and more of Him. I seek him earnestly, and guess what, I find him!

This heaviness, the weight of fear and uncertainty, sometimes it’s hard to breathe.

But He is a good, good, Father, and I am so very loved by Him.

I know that when I cry out He hears me. I know He sees my tears. I know he cares about me, and my people. He knows the details of my pain. Not only that, He has a plan for my life, a good plan. He blesses us in incredible ways. There is no room for fear. There is no room for doubt. I will trust Him completely.

Please keep us in your prayers - we are in need.

Rachel

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