*Taken from my journal on 02/07/09 after an amazing shabat service at our compound.*
After shabat service tonight, the girls got together for a time of sweet worship and encouraging one another. I have been in a very dry season as of late (largely my own fault) and was just hoping to draw a quick breath of air to keep me going. But when we broke into pairs to speak into one another, the precious girl who prayed for me spoke right to my spirit. And I suddenly realized that I wasn’t forgotten, that the eyes of my Father saw me still… and my heart was flooded.
Deserts may be dry, but they are not empty. God walks with us over the burning sands, though He may walk quietly.
And if you’re walking there, a word to you: you were not created to die in the desert. Though your mouth may be dry, keep going. Remember that you are seen and that you are not alone.
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