Another week of college.

More and more I watch the prophesy come into play. Not that I'm looking for it or thinking about it every day— it just sort of manifests itself and I realize it as it happens.

Dear Father,

I think this has been a long time coming. Between me and You. I am going to follow You even when You don't answer me. Even when it feels like You're not there, even when I'm blind to what You're doing, even when it seems like You're not doing anything at all. I will obey and follow Your divine will when everything is going wrong and when I can't feel Your presence. The test of true faith. The enemy knows my weaknesses and he plays off of them; he is smart, but Lord, You are faithful. I will rest knowing that I have no knowledge, and whether You want to share the answers with me or not is up to Your disclosure, because You are God and I am not. I will be content with You. I will be content with Your Word, which is unchanging and unfailing.

Father, I pray that You would set the world on fire. Set me on fire. It doesn't have to wreak havoc, Lord, so long as it is undying and unwavering. May my life be a pleasing aroma to you, Abba; cleanse me before You, that I may raise clean hands with a pure heart. Open my eyes, God, show me what I must improve, what I must change, what I must kill and what I must grow. I trust You. Lord, give me the faith of a martyred woman. God, if I had to die for you... give me that sort of faith, that is unselfish and strong and true.