I once heard him say that he felt like he was getting in the way of me becoming a mssionary.........those words flooded my mind last night, as I lay contemplating on what tomorrow would bring my way. With that mornings message and the week long reminders of Faith rolling round and round......I found it hard to fall asleep......And then this morning while I was driving a friend to work.....I happened to turn to a station that I was hoping to hear some good tunes....which turned out to be a sermon.....on Faith....on the Garden........

The Garden of Gethsemane. Where in his final hours, Christ experienced pain, fear and lose.......He cried out......Abba Father, not my Will but your Will be done......last summer I never dreamed I would be in the position I am in right now....penniless, waiting and expecting.....but here I am....waiting......

Chuck was speaking about what its like to have

Faith....what its like to depend soly on Christ and no mortal man. As humans I believe that we lean on what this world has to offer us way too much......And now, I am left empty handed, in debt, friendships on Frey and totally and utterly depending on God's promise to get me through the day....

Have you ever wondered what its like to be an infant? To be a child who can't change his/her dipper, who can't feed themselves, needs to be burped, rocked to sleep.....I am an infant in my Abba's arms.....I depend on Him entirely....What does Tomorrow hold for me? I don't have a clue......but I am learning how to lay out all my plans I had for myself, lay them at His feet and say....These are my plans Abba, but if they aren’t your Will.....then the plans are open for change.....

P.S.

My Perfect Planner turned out not so perfect!