|Me with my His Way Home sisters at FCA|
It brought me to tears to hear these girls, who couldn't be much older than middle-school, talk about these things. Emily's friend wasn't much of a consolation and I wanted so badly just to give her a hug and talk to her and share the hope and un-dying love of Christ with this child of His. It reminded me of so many of the girls I worked with and talked with at French Camp Academy last year. Before this all came about tonight I had been praying that God would at least crack a door open for me, give me a hint of where I need to go. So for the past 2 hours I have been re-searching Girl's Ranches here in UT, most of them are about 4+ hours from where my parents live. I still think I will end up back in French Camp at some point in the future, but maybe God just intended that as a training ground to do something out here.
Psalms 16:11 - You will make known to me the path of life; in Your presence is fullness of joy; in Your right hand there are pleasures forever.
Sometimes Love - Chris Rice
Is your world spinning backwards?/ What has brought about this change?/ Can't you see that people aren't the same?
I wish I were dreamin and could wake from my sleep/ and find us all the way we used to be.
Cause the love that used to be is dyin/ Is anybody even tryin?/ and I don't know how, I don't know why/ but somethin in my soul is cryin.
Sometimes love has to drive a nail into its own hand/ sometimes love has to drive a nail into its own hand.
One pair of hands broke some break and washed some feet/ opened eyes and soothed an angry soul/ belong to a man who could see our deepest need/ and showed us love the way it has to be.
Cause he knew the price that love requires/ and he laid down his own desires/ he stretched out his hands to save his friends/ and said "no other love is higher"
Love can change us/ love can make a way/ Only Jesus' love can change us/ love can make a way
Sometimes love has to drive a nail into its own hand