“yes, and from ancient days I am he. no one can deliver out of My hand. when I act, who can reverse it?” isaiah 43:13
the other morning i was driving to school feeling discouraged. helpless. out of control. lost. frustrated. full of questions. questions you’re not supposed to ask: why am i here? God, what are You doing? what are You thinking? what good are You working in this season? i don’t see it. i don’t feel it.
i’m starving.
i’m dying.
i know it.
so i’m praying this aloud when i notice that traffic has slowed to a crawl on the interstate. i hear and see an emergency vehicle pass by, and i pray for whatever is going on.
i’m still crying out to God when i realize i’m inching past the scene of the accident. glancing over to my left, i watch as the paramedics begin to extract a woman from her crushed vehicle, stretcher waiting. i pray.
in an instant i’m flashing back years and years ago when the emergency crew extracted me from my vehicle onto the awaiting helicopter. the enemy’s plan was to take me out that day, but God said no. not her. not now. not here. not today. she’s Mine and she still has purpose. and I say no.
my prayer changes. oh, God, thank you! i’m NOT DYING. i’m STILL HERE. i’m NOT DEAD. i’m ALIVE.
and i’m NOT STARVING. because You are the one who feeds my soul. Jesus feeds my soul. and it doesn’t matter. it doesn’t matter what else or who else isn’t giving me what i think i need. Jesus feeds my soul, and i live. i thrive. i have purpose.
because Jesus feeds my soul.
Inside Out 
It’s that time of year when teachers are exhausted and ask themselves why they are there and how to survive. I’m thankful God gave you the reality check. All of us teachers need that about now. January first to mid April is such a long haul for teachers… and their students. This morning my reality check came as the most beautiful sunrise to enjoy in the midst of sheer exhaustion that makes it hard to function. I couldn’t believe the majesty of the incredible shapes and the most splendid colors of red and pink! This brought about memories I cherish of my home in Liberia… of all those beautiful sunsets we watched on our front porch as the sun slowly sink into the ocean. It helped me remember that God is the greatest artist, the Master of art, the original Artist who has created the most intricate, the most complicated, and the most beautiful things we have ever seen. He too enjoys the beauty of what He created. This morning I enjoyed it with him as I drove to school. I was able to stop my thoughts and drink it all in while Thanking Him for His creation, such beauty.
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