Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.. Consider him who endured such opposition from sinners, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.
Hebrews !2:1-3 (NIV)
A year ago we were teammates. Now we are heartfelt friends. They are the sisters of my soul and their steadfastness, their prayers and their unwavering love for me has encouraged my faith and freed me to dream. The love that they’ve poured into me and my dreams I now desire to share with the world.
I am so thankful that God forced me to my knees
and out of my comfort zone,
Just a year ago I wrote,
…I find myself in the uncomfortable and unaccustomed position of feeling a little pathetic. It’s unfamiliar and I don’t like it.
I am overwhelmed by the love, faith, and drive of the women who have been chosen to walk this path with me. We are the women of the God-sized Dream Team. I haven’t written in a few days, and instead, have been reading their blog posts. Just listening to God speak through these women and their dreams and I feel a stirring.
That is who the “Wild 99” were to me. We took a journey together, and I found myself framing a dream I wasn’t ever sure I could articulate. I’d been writing, and I knew it was good for me. I didn’t know that writing would became an essential part of who I am and a preferred form of worship. I didn’t know that I’d declare having to courage to write a book and then actually start writing.
So, 12 months later, where am I? I am still overwhelmed by the love, faith, and drive of my tribe. Although I am closer to some than others, I am Eternally Grateful for God’s blessing of community and the way all of them have the ability to wash over me in prayer and encouragement, my own righteous flash mob, just when I need it…sometimes when I ask, and by God, often when I don’t.
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