Having been in the states for a year now there is a distinct and growing sense of discomfort welling inside of me. That is exactly what we prayed for leaving South Africa and what we asked other to pray for us. Glory and praise be to God because that is exactly what he has given. Yet the state of mind that I was once in and the state of spiritual growth promised that to be a joy given by God.
So why has my discomfort been received as discontentment instead of joy?
Discomfort is not my greatest happiness. Whose Glory am I living for?
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