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Stretch Marks Within these past two weeks, my heart has been beaten. The LORD, with His love and beauty, continuously beats and changes my heart. It’s painful, but so incredibly amazing. From the small things like what I spend my money on to being intentional with friends and residents. My heart is changing, continuously being molded for the Kingdom. Being a Resident Assistant (RA) has been much harder than I thought it would be. Emotionally, it’s intense and honestly, I wasn't ready for that. I wasn't ready for the heartache that would come with wanting to get to know my residents, the time spent worrying over whether or not I am visiting them enough or even fact that some residents will come to me merely because I am there RA. I am being completely stretched. The beautiful thing? It's a complete joy. The more I seek after the hearts of my residents, the more I find Christ's heart. Was it easy for Christ to go into the homes of the poor, the prostitutes and the Gentiles? No. Was it easy for Christ to continuously and consistently love the people who rejected Him? No. Is Christ telling me it’s going to be easy building relationships with these girls? No. Does He even call me to a life of safety and comfort? Absolutely not. When women are pregnant, many of them accrue stretch marks. Marks from the growth inside them. Battle scars from the past nine months. There are so many things that I am learning and being challenged with right now. More than my two hands of fingers can count. I cannot wait to see where this year of immense growth is going to take me, and I am excited about and confident in the fact that I will be able to look back nine months from now and see tangible evidence of Christ's goodness and grace. Praise the mighty Yahweh. Posted on September 16, 2010 at http://kristimariehowell.blogspot.com/2010/09/stretch-marks.html


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