My Confession, His Commandment

I have a confession to make…

I haven’t had my driver’s license since March. The hospital lost it and I have yet to replace it, though I’ve tried once before with insufficient proof of who I am. Maybe I shouldn’t have told you that.

I am going to replace it, eventually, and I am also going to get my passport renewed. Not that I’m a world traveler or anything. Canada and Mexico are the only other countries I’ve been to. I have no stamps in my old passport so you can just take my word for it.

But I have this itching feeling I’m going to need a passport soon. I’m certainly not attempting to know my future, but what I do know is that the Lord has placed on my heart an unquenchable desire to visit orphans.

The Lord is commanding me to go. I have no clue where or when or how, but He is asking me to get ready. Practically, that means I need a passport.  Prayerfully, I am begging Him to provide an opportunity and give me a content heart as I wait.

So, there ya go. My sweet and simple confession.

He has told you, O man, what is good;

    and what does the Lord require of you

but to do justice, and to love kindness,

    and to walk humbly with your God?
Micah 6:8

One thought on “My Confession, His Commandment

  • You have summed up my daily struggle without meaning to! I literally have an insatiable itch to get out and serve orphans and especially people with no access to the gospel. Yet, I am in the faithful portion of the wait because the Lord has only told me to go. He has not provided the specifics. So, now I cling to Him for the grace to live in the today and not try to burst into tomorrow:) I am sensing prayer partner stuff emerging!

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