The call to care

This past weekend, during my retreat,  I felt God pleading with me again... to CARE. 
He's done this several times before but this time it was different. To hear Him ask me to care about His kids broke my heart. I listened.

He pleads with me to stop focusing on myself and where I'm at now and start caring for His kids (my siblings) the way He does.

Nothing makes me love a leader more than when they are honest about their struggle.

God has brought me out of a lot of darkness and I have come a long way from where I was when He found me and during my retreat He kept saying:

"Surina, please stop thinking about yourself and please think of My kids. Point them home."

I've been holding onto this rebellious spirit of "I don't care if people come to know Jesus or not because it's none of my business." 
However, He wants me to make it my business because others made it their business to come out for me.

He put it on my heart, throughout my whole retreat, to stop and see that His heart is that of a Father who is waiting to be seen by His kids and that I need to BE INTENTIONAL about the call He has placed on my life to point my siblings (His kids) home.

He asked me to BE INTENTIONAL about the story He has entrusted for me to share. Our journey but His story.

He kept reminding me that my testimony is His -- NOT mine.

He showed me that He wants SO BADLY to reach His kids and He wants them to come home to Him.  
He loves them. He is lost in the pursuit of them. He is their Father. He wants them home with Him. 
ALL OF THEM!!!

"O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, who murders the prophets and stones [to death] those [messengers] who are sent to her [by God]! How often I wanted to gather your children together [around Me], as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, and you were unwilling." ~Matthew 23:37