The voice of one

   crying in the wilderness:

Prepare the way of the Lord;

  make His paths straight.

               Matthew 3. 3

               Isaiah 40. 3

(What in the world am I

  doing in this strange place?

What is my appointed work

      in this remote situation?

What is my purpose

      in this ordinary day?

To prepare the way of the Lord,

to bring His name there,

to love and dig and plant,

to straighten out the path,

to prepare the way of the Lord

       in other people's lives,

even when it feels

 like the wind-swept wilderness.

God does some of

     His greatest work

     in what appears like wilderness.

God sees something

            profound there.)

O LORD,

May we be not just sensitive

        to Your leading,

but responsive to Your nudges

with our shoes tied on,

    ready to follow You.

You do not just

       change our perspective,

but transform our hearts

to see and hear differently,

to love others and

      bring Your name

   where it has not been known.

There are no small kindnesses,

     nor insignificant acts of grace.

Why are we here

       in this time and place?

For Your glory.

For Your Kingdom.

In Your name.

You are enough.