There is this girl that I have really wanted to see belive in Jesus and give Him her life. She's had a really rough life and a lot of terrible things have been done to her. My heart aches sooo bad for this girl, seeing her draws the compassion out of me like sludge from deep down. In my prayers for her I've been really desperate and bitter, almost like, if I didn't care then, no one would and God would do nothing. But today I realized that I forgot that God has more compassion for her than I do. It's Him that sent me to her in the first place. So it's not about how much I care, but realizing how much He cares and making that my motivation.