What's Next?

Almost three weeks have transpired since losing my job with Clark's.  Since then, I have been at a loss as to where to look for employment.  In the meantime, I have been enjoying the free time, but I know this must eventually come to an end.  Last week, I was able to spend a day and a half with a very dear friend.  She is still struggling, burdened with the trials and difficulties of life.  My heart is breaking, along with many tears shed, grieving for her.  She is such a dear friend, even though she isn't emotionally capable of reciprocating that friendship.  Many prayers are cast on her behalf as she walks through the valley of the shadow of death.  I'm not alone in interceding for her.  During church, I reach out to my spiritual family in requesting prayer.  As a spiritual brother, I refuse to let the enemy steal, kill, and destroy her life.  Present circumstances impede her spiritual vision, but I trust Almighty God to get her through this.  I believe she will overcome on the other side.  In addition, I pray God will draw her closer in relationship with Him.  The emotional stress of the week resulted in physical sickness on my part.  A small price to pay for spiritual battle.  This world is not all we have.  There is a heavenly kingdom awaiting for those who believe in Jesus as their Lord and Savior.  The war has been won, but we still need to fight the battle.  The battle is for the souls of those who have been called by God and for those who don't know Him yet.  Please join with me in prayer.

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