So it’s September folks and I can’t believe it. This summer has been full of adventure, as I crossed the nation back and forth in my 1989 Honda Civic Station Wagon. Pictures forthcoming. I found my feet in Alaska, Seattle, Denver, Maryland, Washington D.C., Orlando, Illinois and the states that I drove through in between, Pennsylvania, Indiana and Ohio….and by the way, I did not drive to Alaska in case you’re wondering.
It’s been a great! I’ve met lots of new people and made connections with new church partners. The gauntlet has been thrown down a few times, as I’ve been challenged to “step my game up” and get it together. I’m trying. I really am trying.
Well, I got back from Orlando August 25th and the day before I left I got sick, and it scared me because it was not just a regular sniffle. My voice was gravelly and my throat was in pain. I thought to myself uh-oh here we go. This is real. I took some over-the counter medicine, but that was a joke in the face of this rascal, so I went to the minute clinic at CVS and got some antibiotics and eye drops so that this unknown intruder would be annihilated.
Well little did I know that it would make me drowsy and tired. I think that my immune system was weakened by all of the traveling, the hit or miss sleep and all of that good stuff.
I just really hit a wall. 
While I was in Florida. I met with a young pastor to share about the ministry and he asked me some of challenging questions. Those questions have had me thinking since then about my vision for Ukraine, my vision period. My mind has been stirring since then about my approach to fundraising and the way that my meddle is being tested…and make no mistake it is being tested.
This is a very difficult task that I’ve undertaken. Partnership building is not for the squeamish or the faint of heart. You have to be creative as you call on the Creator of the universe. You have to keep your perspective as you approach churches and they turn you away. You have to understand when people simply don’t understand their part in advancing the gospel of Jesus Christ. Some are sent and some send. You have to be driven and you have to drive. It’s tough.
So I have to get over this wall that I’ve hit. It’s a wall of discouragement and fear and insecurity and it demands my full attention. It’s horrible and it’s making me feel insignificant and powerless and defeated. It makes me want to give up, but I’m not.
I’m going to God.
I’m going to pray and seek His face.
I’m going to linger in His presence until I come up refreshed, refocused and refined.
and when I get back…
I’m back at this thing I’m doing that some shake their heads at and others nod their heads at and I move ahead with Godspeed, because I can’t let the wall stop me. It hasn’t before, so it can’t now either.
Pray for me.
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