Enough

God has a special way of just reaching down and touching my heart. He makes me laugh, He answers prayer and he even provides for my superficial needs. I go to bed smiling every night. I'm exhausted all the time because the house is up late talking or I'm talking with friends and family. Either way, I go to sleep happy and I wake up happy because my God is so good to me. He delights in me and to be quite honest that is all I'll ever need.

I've been struggling with humility and the reasoning why I am here. Am I here because I plan to save all the trafficked women? Or is it because I want everyone to see how good I am? (I'm not saying I'm so good but, to be quite honest, don't we all want to be viewed in the best light?) Is it to impress my bosses here? Why am I here? I was in one of the storage rooms sorting through the product and I was thinking about being appreciated, etc etc. I'm not perfect. I have human desires of wanting to be appreciated and thanked and acknowledged for things I do. I even had to be reminded by my dad last week that no job is unimportant. Every part contributes to the whole. However, what I am learning is that it does not matter if any one ever sees me or acknowledges what I do. Was it ever about them? Was it even for them? The thing is that it is never about them. It never was. People may praise me in the streets or slander me to my face but at the end of the day everything I do is for my Father. Everything I ever will do will be for Him. He will see and that will be enough.
That is what He is teaching me. He will always be enough.