I've been thinking a lot lately about myself, Peru, and just different things. I know God wants to do things in Peru and I want him to.
But am I deperate? I've been faced with this question a lot lately. Sure I want it, but am I really desperate for it. What am I willing to give up. How desperate am I to see God move in my life, in the life of my family, in Peru?
I've been picturing deperate people lately and what they look like. Have I ever really been desperate in my life?
How many things are in my life that I let slip by and justify them? How much time do I really spend on my knees crying out to God?
Over the past couple of months God has been showing me things and teaching me things more than I think he ever has and I have more passion than I think i've ever had. But am I desperate?
I want to be desperate.
