| The man of my dreams. Something happens in the heart of a woman when you see the man step out in the call that God has for his life. When you see him move in the compassion of Jesus and reach out to that one. The one that everybody has given up on, rejected, have a hard heart towards.
Yesterday, the man of my dreams reached out to a young man outside the arena. He was withdrawing from heroin, and coming down hard. Suicidal. Broken. Rejected. The man of my dreams lead him to Christ, prayed for him, and watched as God broke off all addiction to heroin. No more withdrawals. No more pain. No more suicidal tendencies. Just hope, love, joy. He met Jesus, and he was changed.
This young man now has a reason to live because God used the man of my dreams.
This is what stirs the heart of a woman. My heart.
Labels: Friends, Used by God