These last 2 nights have been nothing short of amazing. I really can’t even begin to explain all that I’m thinking right now, because as soon as I go down one train of thought for an idea I could do for these boys…
…another idea comes, and then another. It’s a hopeless, never-ending cycle that I never want to miss. A process in which makes me unique, but sometimes tortured inside because I end up wanting to tackle everything at once, but I know I can’t. This process also makes it a bit more difficult to stay motivated when “things” don’t go the way I expected.
For example, with the request put through to have y’all write a letter of encouragement to these boys at Project Jonas, I really wanted to see their reaction when each boy received about 3 letters each from complete strangers who have dedicated a small amount of time to pray specifically for them. This “want” was a selfish one, a desire that only pleased me so I let it go because I know they will get there eventually, and that’s ok.
It’s OK because I know who ultimately has the plan, and that plan and the timing is always perfect.