He kept me.


I listened to my friend Christy talk last week about how she needed God to pull through for her before she stood and spoke before a crowd of Christian women leaders.

She talked of how she paced her hotel room the night before, begging God to release the words He wanted her to say. She retold of her late night and early morning, all standing right before God and waiting on Him to direct her talk.

With three minutes to go before soundcheck, it was finished. The whole talk, delivered and refined with mere minutes to spare.

“He kept me in the waiting,” she said, “so I would depend on Him, not myself.”

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Pop over to (in)courage today to read the rest of this article if you wanna. It takes a little turn and I get too honest about being single. Again.


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