Rain, Rain, Go Away....

It has been raining now for over a week. The ponds out front are running over into the roadway. The mission is running over with emotions of all sorts. Some are angry and frustrated because they cannot have a cigarette. Some are sad because they are without their children. some are happy to be here instead of jail. Some are just happy to be here. Some are just as we say "dog sick" from withdrawal. Me, I am glad the day has slowed down enough to do my daily blog and to read my book.

Really I can't complain. We have had supper provided every evening (which means we did not have to work with the girls in the kitchen). That has been a big relief. The girls do their own cooking so the first few weeks we have to teach some how to cook and also instruct on the basics of the mission kitchen (safety, cleanliness, etc.).

Scott and I were able to minister to a family today. It was really satisfying to be able to share with folks who really are seeking help. Many times here in the mission, the girls just come to escape jail or other situations and do not really want help. It gets tiresome some times to try to convince them to stick with something that is actually going to save their lives. I get frustrated sometimes until I am reminded again of the sacrifice that Jesus gave for us. You really do not read in the Bible of any one who had a cake walk ministry. It takes dedication and passion to do this ministry and without the work of the Holy Spirit in my life, I could not do it.

It seems God is always on time. In any situation or circumstance. Most often we fail to see that as we focus on the "bad". You know, God is there, even in the bad. He does not leave us or wait until it is over. He is right there with us. If we could just see that He is more than ready to walk us through the bad and make it something good for Him and for us. Every girl that God sends our way is again God revealing himself to us. It is not always about what we are doing for them but what God is doing in us. We must learn to praise him anyway. Many times it is just in the nick of time that he does it. What is it? Whatever we need. He is Jehovah Jireh, God our provider. It can be as small as a roll of toilet paper to as big as a mortgage payment. If we are faithful, He is faithful. Well it is getting late and I need to finish reading my book. It is a good one, "Mark's Story" by Tim Lahaye and Jerry Jenkins. So I will enjoy the rain and read until I fall asleep.