I can't describe to you how relieved and overjoyed I was to make it to the New Testament today.  All my life if you asked me which one I prefer, I would say Old Testament every time.  But lately, I've just been longing for the words of Jesus.

Day 25-Mark 1-16, Luke 1-10

I found my mum dead, after much brokenness, I'm running back to Jesus. I've been pouring out my soul to Him and asked what He wants me to do. He said, "Tell the world." I've put it off, avoided it, begged for something else, tried to reason with Him, and He's been completely silent. My pastor used to say, "If the Lord isn't speaking to you, go back and do the last thing He told you to do, because He's not going to give you more instructions if you don't even obey the first ones." So, here I am I think in obedience, transparent and vulnerable and honest. It's terrifying but good.