Break my heart for what breaks yours

Today, I had lunch with one of my favorite people, Anna, a missionary in Haiti. She is an amazing young woman who brings pure inspiration into my life. Every time I spend time with her, I feel grounded and humbled. I’m proud to see someone from the younger generation working for the Lord like her, and I aspire to be like her.

She’s the kind of person you rarely see on social media, yet she’s exactly the kind of person this world needs most—full of love and compassion. While I’m debating what color bedding to choose, she’s out there helping people who barely have a bed to sleep in. What a refreshing perspective she brings into my life. Lord, thank You once again for placing her in my path. Please be with her as she heads back into the war zone again.

One of her prayers has deeply resonated with me: “Break my heart for what breaks Yours.” The moment she said it, I felt the weight and love in those words. I desire the same depth in my relationship with God. Lately, I’ve sensed a deep, heavy, and calm pull from within—a force that anchors me firmly to the ground, helping me withstand stronger storms. It’s not a comfortable experience, but I know it’s what I need to fight for God and to bring His love to the world.

Walking with God to me requires steadfast endurance through pain and darkness, and I want to be able to fulfill this mission whenever He calls on me. Lord, guide me patiently on this journey and take my heart—reshape it, strengthen it, it is all Yours.