Grit: Five Minute Friday [Wednesday]

five minutes with no editing...linked with Lisa-Jo at The Gypsy Mama
It sometimes requires grit, this loving God and loving people thing. It is not an easy thing to face the reality of a Kingdom battle that fights from victory and yet still has the losses and the casualties of a war not yet won. A prophetic whisper tells of what might be, and it is hard to bear alone. This burden is not mine to carry - it is His - but still I must hold it and pray it. I am not alone never ever, but knowing that God is there is sometimes less comforting than a hand that I can hold. I cannot and do not want to live a life separate from God and His love and the sacrifice that that demands. He did not compromise when it came to me - Jesus saved me and restored me and (beyond my comprehension) loves me. Wholly. Walking away from my calling [a calling I cannot yet entirely articulate, beyond a deep yearning to change the world so that it is His will and His love that rules and reigns, so that hearts are healed and made whole and people are set free from all that binds them] would be a compromise. Where else would I go? Where else could I go?