I recently received one of those calls that I love and hate equally.
A long time ago, I realized that I was an influencer of influencers. My name may never be known; my face will be unfamiliar to most. And I am content with that calling.
Being in this position, if you will, means that there are times that I get calls from my friends, and I can’t know the details of what is going on. But…I hear my friends crying, sobbing, worried, freaking out.
The great thing? God knows my friends’ circumstances. He knows what is going on. He knows what they need to hear, and what I need to pray. It’s generally better that I don’t know all of the details. I am a lioness…when I hear people in my pack in pain, I bristle. I want to attack. I want whatever it is that is causing the tears, the discomfort, the pain to end.