At a loss for words

   Tomorrow's my last day. How did that happen? It seems like just yesterday that I was applying for the Italy job and now...here I am leaving a place that has been my home away from home for nearly 7 years. It's the place where I've kind of grown up, where I've learned what it means to do life with students and others, where I've come into my own, where I've discovered who I am, and where I have discovered more of Jesus. And now I'm leaving. That seems so strange. On one hand, I can hardly stand it I am so excited. On the other, I hate leaving. But I know that's only because of the relationships that I have there and have made there. They have changed my life...and you know who you are. Thank you.

  With that said, tomorrow also means that it's now or never to use my voice and speak truth into someone's life. I don't think, scratch that...I know he's not ready to hear it. I know he won't want to hear it, but I still feel this tremendous amount of responsibility to say it anyways. There's so much pent up inside that I want and need to get out. But, Lord, what would You have me do? What do You want me to say? To not say? Will it even be received? And if not, does it matter? I don't want someone who speaks out of anger, bitterness, and pettiness, but someone who speaks to bring light, healing, and Jesus. I want my words to offer life and not death. The place is dying because of an unchecked disease...and it's not right. 

   So, Jesus, I am asking that my tongue would speak only the words that You will them to. Prepare my heart, Lord, for whatever You have for me and for whatever the response is. Prepare His heart Jesus to hear and receive...make it a fertile place for Your Truth. He needs to hear it. Give me Your eyes to see and Your ears to hear. I want to love like You.