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Today, I heard the still small voice of God. I have been seriously praying about ministry. I am involved in a ministry for the homeless. For weeks now I have been really tired and debating my involvement in this ministry. Should I stay? Should I go? There have been a bunch of things that have happened that are very discouraging. Sometimes I just don't see that my involvement makes any difference. You know how you are involved in a job and know that if you left that job that everything would go on just fine without you, as if you had never been there in the first place? Life goes on and stuff? I find myself wondering if it's this or an attack? So at work today we were talking about Iraq, the war. One of the girls I work with was telling us about a kid who came back. He's suffering from PTSD. I then told her about the time my ex broke into my house and how I thought he was going to kill me and how I had nightmares for years. That was just from one traumatic event. How do we even begin to understand what war does to a person? We talked a bit more and I told her how love would be the answer for him. He needs to be seriously loved to come back to real life. I told her how now I have Jesus Christ and because of Him I have a heart for broken people, to be His hands and feet and heart and voice to love them the way He would. She was polite and agreed with everything I said and as I walked away, the still small voice said, "see? this is why you are at the refuge." I can't argue with the Holy Spirit now can I? He's too convincing. Glory to God! :D