I'm Lot's Wife
I don't know how I ended up her, but that's who I am acting like these days. When Michael opened up the floor yesterday for comments, I took a huge breath about to blurt out that I am Lot's wife. Just that nothing else. I told myself, "You don't want to do that." Could've made for some interesting Vineyarding, huh? Anyway, I said nothing. "Mother looked at me and said, Don't you have something to say?" I said nothing. God, who in His mercy hasn't turned me into a pillar of salt, said to me, "You need to go get prayer." I said to myself, "I don't want to, but I will." I told Michael, "I don't really want to be prayed for, but God said I need to be prayed for." What I didn't tell him was that I am Lot's wife.