Do the hardest thing first, and your day is guaranteed to get better.

The hardest part of my ministry is this morning…leaving.
No matter the excitement and anticipation, a huge piece of my heart is anchored in Teresa, family, and home.  But, it is time to leave the harbor.  And then means all anchors must be loosened and I must go.

Just in case someone reading this thinks that I, or other spiritual leaders in your life, never struggle with obeying God’s call and direction, PLEASE LISTEN TO ME THIS MORNING.  It is a hard thing to consistently obey and go.  But,…GO anyway!

As I type the sky is black outside my window, the rain is pouring and the wind whipping the trees here in Hot Springs.  I checked the radar…storms and even a small tornado north of the house.  Well, you know the old cliche’ about storms don’t you?

You’re either in one,
Just getting out of one, 
or…heading into one.

That’s not a fatalist view of life.  That is the factual reality of living life on a fallen planet in a decaying and dying body.

I’ve weathered a few storms in my 72 years.  Spent a few hours with Teresa nestled in our “fradey-hole” under the stairwell while the winds outside passed by.  The ministry storms of the past 40+ years have been constant.  Not daily…just, constant.  But not nearly as consistent as the love, protection, and provision of the Father.  I am reminded that storms mean little to the “one who rides on the wind.”   The one who knows where the “thunder and lightening bolts are stored up.”

So, it is appropriate that I leave home in a storm this morning.  And make my way to Africa to see what storm the enemy has raised for the ministry work there.  And, sail through this and every storm between here and God’s perfect plan and calling for my life and ministry.

I stopped fearing storms long ago.  I listen to the weatherman and his predictions.  But, I look to the one who rides on the clouds…above the storms.

By now, you know the drill.  I need you!  For the next 30 hours or so:
On time arrivals/departures
Luggage on the same plane as I am on
Airline staff that are having their best day
Pilots that slept well and have flown long
And, an airline snack that is actually edible.
Oh…and naps.  Supernatural naps inside the aluminum tomb called an airplane.

I love going.
But, I love coming home.
And, God meets us in both.
Thanks for praying.  
I am blessed to have you as my partners.  

Your prayers = my fuel

Mike Curry
Founder/President Light Ministries, Inc.
Eph. 6:19-20