I feel a great longing, an ache deep in my heart.
A sorrow for this world. A conviction to do more than what I am. A great desire to go and serve.
A longing to help, a longing to love these children.
I want to be patient. I want more than anything to be exactly where God wants me to be, in His will for my life.
But there's this part of my heart that is so FULL of joy and peace when I am holding the children in Guatemala, or translating at a clinic.
This part of my heart is longing to risk, to go somewhere, to serve.
Jesus, may my heart long for You and You alone. May my heart be satisfied with what You have for me now. May this season of life be preparing me for what is ahead, where maybe You will fulfill my longing to go and serve.
"He will answer them, 'I'm telling the solemn truth: Whenever you failed to do one of these things to someone who was being overlooked or ignored, that was me--you failed to do it to me." Matt. 25:45