Missing Jan...

I have really been missing Jan . Wish I could be close and get my arms around her. Pray together...oh boy, that's what we love to do. So here's to missing you, Jan...

About 6 months ago, when my wilderness was seeming quite thick and she was helping me to navigate the challenges, this is an excerpt of an email she sent me that I have kept printed out and pinned to the side of my computer since...

"During my “desert” wanderings in Mississippi, one of the things I learned – but didn’t realized I learned until much later – is that the God-given calling in my life never diminished or ceased to burn within me. During that season God removed every crutch in life that I thought gave me stability and relationship and value. I didn’t have a home or a lot of possessions or certainly a position. I remember many times sitting in visiting churches and repenting over my “ambition” to serve God. I think I tried to crucify my calling several times – put water on it – cover it over with other interest – tell it to go away. No matter what I did, I couldn’t shake this one thing inside – this passion to love women into God’s purposes. It annoyed me and it even kind of ached in the pit of my belly and in the end it made me somewhat sad because I couldn’t escape it nor could I operate in it. I am reminded of that verse that says all things that can be shaken will be shaken. Everything else fell to the ground, but this one thing – this core part of who I am and what God has planned for me – it never ceased. I want you to remember that who you are and what God has spoken over your purposes can not be shaken. No loneliness, no loss of direction, no lack – nothing can take it from you. So hold on my friend. The current assignment which seems impossible or unattractive, has a purpose. You are developing endurance, steadfastness and patience enough to defeat the enemy. Larger assignments are on the horizon. James 1:4 – Let endurance and steadfastness and patience have full play and do a thorough work, so that you may be perfectly and fully developed, lacking nothing."

I pray that your own words speak to you today. Here is a poem the Lord put on my heart this morning for you.


"Our Honor

You have held the lives of many;
Stood by their side and sung.
Sung a song of victory and deliverance,
Because their heart had none.

You pointed their heart to the One
Who could make their hope abound.
Loving each of us as a mother,
Not asking for a thing in return.

As you walk through the valley,
Please don’t let you head hang down.
We are so honored to hold your arms,
For the first time you can't hold your own.

So when the road seems lonely
Or you don’t even want to be there
Know that there are thousands
Who are fighting for you to be healed.

Enjoy being His princess
because that is who you are.
As a host of angels war on your behalf;
Lay sweetly in His arms."


I love you more than you know!