Real Life.
How to pray for a Mercy Shipper When I talk to friends back home, they express how happy they are for me, how much they admire my courage and passion for serving the Lord, and, that should uplift my spirit, but sometimes it doesn't. I don't feel brave and adventurous when I wake up here. Sometimes I wake up happy because I got to sleep in after a long and busy shift that ended almost at midnight. Sometimes I wake up cranky because loud noises won't let me sleep during the day, after a night shift. Sometimes I wake up missing my family. Sometimes I wake up feeling lonely, wondering what to do on my day off. Sometimes I wake up happy and grateful because I remember how lucky I am for being here. Sometimes I wake up excited because I will go visit friends at the Hope Center, or will meet new people. Sometimes I wake up with a nice text or voice message from a friend that is praying for me. I wake up like any normal person, in any plac...