Praying and believing

I am praying, and believing, that God will provide a way for me to go to Israel in September.  In fact, I just received an email from the women's director saying flights will probably be completely full by July, so my airfare needs to be cared for...QUICKLY!  How will this happen?  I am not sure.  What I do know is that God is able, He can move on people's hearts, He can unfold it all.  Again, I wait in hopeful expectation.

There are many different ways to raise funds, I know that.  I even tossed around the idea of what I could do in return for people's support.  I prayed, I thought, I pondered, and the only answer I received was: "trust Me.  Stop trying to do everything on your own, stop trying to find ways to glorify yourself.  Get out of my way and let ME do it."  It feels counterintuitive, in fact, it goes against my nature completely.  Yet, if God is telling me to "be still and know that He is God" (Psalm 46:10), then that is what I must do.  Not everyone will agree with my tactic, and I am aware of that.  In fact, if there are people who believe the Spirit is telling them I am wrong, dead wrong on this, I pray they tell me. 

In the few days it has been since this journey began unfolding, I am already overwhelmed by what God is doing.  I cannot even wrap my mind around it all at this point.  He is moving, and showing up, and pruning me.  God is able, I am willing, and now, I wait.