As I sit in a hotel room on a week of beautiful ministry, my heart turns to my Father…”Lord, I need to not think of what you will do tomorrow night or what even you did last night..but tonight Lord…”this daughter..” came from my heart. You might be surprised at a minister’s cry….God doesn’t wait to use you when your heart is healed or your life is together…oh no, He wants to take you with your brokenness and use you in it. It would be careless of me to not acknowledge my own personal needs of the heart before the Lord and only focus on those I minister to. For while on others He calls…I need Him not to pass me by. So, tonight I remember my minister friends who are always pouring out and setting aside their own life pains and struggles for the sake of the Kingdom…and with glad hearts we do..for He is worthy.. Remember the ministers today..and not just the ones in a pulpit on a Sunday morning but the ones out in the world going when sent. He is a good good Father and is faithful to tend His daughters and sons as they go tend to others..

Oh God I do love
To go when I’m sent
To love all your children
To help and to mend.

But Lord can I give you
Another request?
Tonight it’s “this daughter”
Who needs your dear rest.

While on others Lord calleth
Please do not forget
I too have some wounds, Lord,
I’m needing to tend.

My healing has come, Lord,
Yet in part, not full
But as I’ve walked forward
I’ve known to trust you.

I lay on the altar,Lord,
That which is pained
For it must be silenced
To go when you say.

I know in due time, Lord,
It shall go away
Unless Lord you needeth
This thorn now to stay.

Whatever thou chooseth
I’ll leave now to you
For understand well, Lord,
The Kingdom way too.

The sacrifice Father
And setting aside
At times is the duty
Of a minister’s cry.

Your tenderness reigns, Lord,
Embracing so well
“This daughter” of yours
When sitting a spell.

You never pass over
The hidden heart cries
Your love just grows deeper
Each day and each night.

JUNE 30, 2016