Presence

I went to Africa apprehensive. What can I do for these people? How does me coming here help them at all? There is so much need. What do I have to offer? I felt arrogant, haughty, presumptuous. I was told over and over again, "missions are 90% presence." My presence just didn't feel like enough. As we drove down the streets of Zambia, little stick huts all over with people trying to irk out a living, trash everywhere and people walking miles to get anywhere I thought, "how do you feel about all this, God?" He said plainly in my spirit, "Well, I love her...I love him...I love him" and continued with each person that came into focus. "You don't think I see their need? I do. I see it. I love the

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