That’s my God. A God of plenty. Because not only do I have enough money for the mission trip, I have more than enough. And that’s because of people like you. If you gave toward my trip or any other missionary’s trip, thank you. You’re my hero.
And… I just answered the phone and someone else wanted to give toward anyone who needed money for the trip. He’s that good…
Anywho. I just had a delightful read of this month’s AIM newsletter. Megan Kroeger, who is a missionary in Africa said, “God does not waste hurts… I believe that there is hope for every heartache and healing for every wound.”
So true. I know that if I had never been hurt, I would never be able to help anyone else get through their hurts. It’s our pasts that help give others a future. It’s astounding to think about all of the garbage that some people have had to overcome, yet still see a smile on their face.
No other god could do that. No other god could make a hardened, broken heart whole again.
That’s why I serve the God of plenty. His love never ends. It never lessens, never weakens. It’s always unconditional.