An Attack on the Plane...

The attack came suddenly on the plane to Philadelphia last night. About an hour and a half from landing, he made me feel frozen in fear. My quiet thoughts were suddenly interrupted with doubts of varying kinds.

"Your life looks different than so many people you know. You'll never fit in again here..."

My heart dropped, and it wasn't because of turbulence.

I let my enemy feed my mind with lies for a few minutes. Then, I decided to shut him up.

"Romans 8:28 says that God works all things together for the good of those who love Him, who are called according to His purpose. And in John 10 it says that God's sheep hear His voice, and He calls them by name and leads them. I gotta believe that right now..."

As I had prayed about what to do as my internship with Bring Me Hope wrapped up, I had sensed God slightly nudging me to move back home to PA for a little while. There are practical reasons that backed that decision up, but mostly, I felt more at peace about it.

So here I am, back in my warm cozy home on a chilly October. I haven't woken up this cold in a while, which made me realize how much self-discipline it will take to get out from under my warm covers every morning. ;)

And so much is unknown right now. But I was so encouraged by what I read in Revelation this morning about my wonderful Father...

"The son of man was clothed in a long robe with a golden sash around his chest. The hairs of his head were white like wool, as white as snow. His eyes were like a flame of fire, his feet were like burnished bronze, refined in a furnace, and His voice was like the roar of many waters. In his right hand He held seven stars, from His mouth came a sharp two-edged sword, and His face was like the sun shining in full strength."

So I may not know what every day holds, but it comforts me to know God holds it...

~kristen