SOLO was the word I chose for this year. One of the definitions is to "fly alone". Somehow, I knew 2018 was going to be a pivotal year in my now retired-wife life. Little did I know though. Little do I still know. I'm walking in the dark by the Light of His Spirit.
Abba likes it that way. He loves to surprise us. He loves for us to only know the next step - not the end of the pathway. One step at a time. So why am I now down in NC? I truly have no idea. I came to this uncharted land strictly out of obedience.
What ministry lies ahead in my solo-ness? I truly do not know.
I think of all the ways God has used me over the past 34 years. Extraordinary ways. Above and beyond my natural capabilities. I look at my ministry "resume" and I am amazed what God can accomplish through one human being who partners with Him.
(I just had a revelation that almost everything I've done to serve The LORD in my married, supposedly partnered-life, I've accomplished solo. Just me and The LORD. So, Diane, this is no different! Hear that girl, NO DIFFERENT!)I'm hoping this Divine Assignment, in this solo season, will be a cumulation of all the years combined. I'm hoping this last hurrah of my life will be BIG. Bigger than me, bigger than my natural capabilities, bigger than all the years of servanthood combined. For then, God Alone, will be glorified.
Here I am, LORD, use me..."Where does it hurt?" Show me the hurt and equip me to be the answer.
Because of Him and Unto Him,