Have you ever been bombarded by a billion (or five or ten) different places or people all speaking to you of the same need? Or there is something on your heart that you just cannot dismiss that keeps being affirmed by random occurrences? It seems to happen to us a lot.
I liken it to God putting a piece of sand in the middle of my heart. Which does not sound comfortable at all. Which is why I liken this feeling to it. God puts it there and lets it bother me for a while, and the longer it’s there, the more it bothers me. And eventually, when I feel like saying, “Ok, God, enough with the sand already. What’s your point??” then he reaches in an pulls out the pearl he has for us that’s been baking.
Except generally these pearls are not the ooh and ahh kind. Usually they are the challenging, get off your rear, make you uncomfortable, “Really God? You want me to do THAT?” kind of pearls.
Like when God told us we needed to foster. When we finally picked up on what he was preparing us for, we were uncomfortable and scared, and we, along with most people we told, thought we were insane.
All this to say, there is a piece of sand that has all but rubbed my heart raw.
I’m not sure what He is preparing us for, but I know that in His typical fashion (which always is much better than my own) it will probably be hard. He’s given me a few hints, but nothing conclusive. But we’ll see.
Will it include fostering? I don’t know, but I hope so. Will it make us uncomfortable? You can be sure. Will it grow us in the end? Undoubtedly.
I do know I have a refreshed longing to do whatever it is that He has for us. And I pray that He always uses us in ways that we cannot take the credit for.
For now I’ll just do some prinking.