someday...

Someday I won't be able to know where she is at all times.

Someday she'll feel the bitter sting of exclusion.

Someday insecurities will begin to seep into her thoughts.

Someday an opportunity to stand against injustice will present itself.

Someday an outcast will look to her for acceptance.

Someday she will be some one's boss, wife, mother, friend.

Someday she will choose who or what will be her master.

Someday someone will ask her to compromise her convictions.

Someday she'll have to discern that which is true from that which is false.

Knowing that those somedays are coming makes our todays that much more important.

"Lord, help me to be strategic."