Without Me

I’ve been so healthy all of 2017, but last night, at precisely 4:30 AM, illness hits. Sick in the tummy and shaking with chills and fever, I keep my aching form still in bed.

But I’m supposed to be out there with a thousand college students at this Winter Conference. I’m supposed to be out there, spreading joy, speaking about my new favorite verbs in scripture, signing books, and rejoicing with students over God’s work in their hearts.

But I’m in here, in a strange bed. I’m in here, remembering that God’s work doesn’t depend on me or anyone. He does what He wants for good reasons.

I’m in here, and it’s what God allows. He chose me for this, and I rest in Him when the show goes on without me.

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