My heart is elsewhere
I'm taking a class called rhetoric and it's all about public speaking. Our most recent assignment was to each pick a topic and speak 3-5 minutes about it.
My topic is missions. And I'm very passionate about missions and mission work. However, each time I rehearse my speech, my heart gets fuller, but my spirit gets sadder as I realize with each word, I miss my Haitians and Haiti all the more. I know the Lord will speak His words through me tomorrow when I present. And I hope it communicates well, is humbling, and stirs something inside my classmates.
I miss Haiti a whole lot and my Haitians even more. But God taught me last time not to make them an idol in my life. Because, though I may not realize/have realized it, they had become one. I. Am ready and thought I miss them dearly, the work of spreading the kingdom has just begun.
For His Glory.
My topic is missions. And I'm very passionate about missions and mission work. However, each time I rehearse my speech, my heart gets fuller, but my spirit gets sadder as I realize with each word, I miss my Haitians and Haiti all the more. I know the Lord will speak His words through me tomorrow when I present. And I hope it communicates well, is humbling, and stirs something inside my classmates.
I miss Haiti a whole lot and my Haitians even more. But God taught me last time not to make them an idol in my life. Because, though I may not realize/have realized it, they had become one. I. Am ready and thought I miss them dearly, the work of spreading the kingdom has just begun.
For His Glory.
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