Job 21; Mark 5 & 6

Had breakfast w/ a gal this morning who really got in there and explored me about the South Africa trip....I enjoyed it and was suprised by the passion still in me...surprised and just jacked up by it again...
To feel something so passionately and be unable or unwilling to DO anything about it. We came away utterly and completely convinced that our money needs to go over there...convinced there needs to be a support team created around Rufus and Almarie and the Bible College...convinced and convicted and completely overwhelmed in HOW....I get ideas but never know how to 'follow through'....the incapable word paralyzes me....I get ideas, I want to do things......someone else, usually my husband needs to carry them out and this time....he can't...we can't....what now....

Mark 6: 50 "Courage! It's me. Don't be afraid."

And I am simply and completly afraid to try...

Walking on the Sea
45-46 As soon as the meal was finished, Jesus insisted that the disciples get in the boat and go on ahead across to Bethsaida while he dismissed the congregation. After sending them off, he climbed a mountain to pray.
47-49 Late at night, the boat was far out at sea; Jesus was still by himself on land. He could see his men struggling with the oars, the wind having come up against them. At about four o'clock in the morning, Jesus came toward them, walking on the sea. He intended to go right by them. But when they saw him walking on the sea, they thought it was a ghost and screamed, scared out of their wits.
50-52 Jesus was quick to comfort them: "Courage! It's me. Don't be afraid." As soon as he climbed into the boat, the wind died down. They were stunned, shaking their heads, wondering what was going on. They didn't understand what he had done at the supper. None of this had yet penetrated their hearts.
53-56 They beached the boat at Gennesaret and tied up at the landing. As soon as they got out of the boat, word got around fast. People ran this way and that, bringing their sick on stretchers to where they heard he was. Wherever he went, village or town or country crossroads, they brought their sick to the marketplace and begged him to let them touch the edge of his coat—that's all. And whoever touched him became well.