FAITH! LIFESTYLE!! INFLUENCE!!!
Long before the famous judges,
before the thunder and the fire,
before the stories grew loud,
there was Othniel.
A quiet man.
A Spirit-raised deliverer.
The first answer to a people who had forgotten their God.
I am my father’s daughter.
The daughter who lived under her father’s covering.
The daughter whose head was anointed for greatness and leadership.
He taught me my place.
He taught me my ancestry.
He reminded me that I belonged to tribes so great that nations bow at the mere mention of them.
How does it feel to be the only one left behind, especially when you’re doing everything right, yet it seems like everyone else is moving ahead of you at lightning speed?
Do you faint?
Do you stop trying?
Or do you keep moving?
