As I sit here and type this blog, there are girls on my team experiencing God's healing over their lives. And here I wait in great expectation; Expectation that God is going to bring them to complete healing and restoration. And then I think back three years ago and remember when God brought complete healing over my life. I sat in the same seats they sat in this morning. I remember having the choice to choose bondage or to experience the freedom the Lord was offering me that night. I thank the Lord that He moved my heart to choose freedom. And when a man is free, He is free indeed. So I sit here in remembrance of the healing and restoration my God has brought me through the last years of my life. And I wait in great expectation that He will bring that same freedom to those who choose into His grace, mercy and love. The lyrics of a song that we have sung many times since being here at Alabanza are this, "Somehow my weak love has stolen away your heart." Isn't it true? Sometimes all I feel I have to offer is weak love. And somehow it still steals away the heart of our God. It is restoration of wasted years.