I've been whispering to God lately that I want to write again soon. It's something I love to do, and I often feel something bubbling inside that when it rises to fill enough of me it spills out onto this blog to be shared. But lately as things stir inside I've felt that writing hasn't been the right outlet. Some of that is that God is teaching me to minister in-person, on-the-spot, in uncharted waters. He's stretching me beyond the comfort of being able to re-read my word choices before posting, and beyond the comfort of processing something with Him extensively before sharing. He's teaching me to have confidence in knowing His voice, and to respond right away without fear. ("teaching", not "taught"... I have a lot to learn!)
This week the urge to write has been stronger, and I've been searching and asking Him where to go. I have felt Him calling, calling, and I come to Him and He doesn't give me any instructions. He calls again and I come again, and He just asks me to rest (which I have to actually write on my to-do lists to get myself to do it!).
So, my friends, I have no subject matter or mission, except this:
The Father wants to spend time with me because He likes ME! He values ME, not just what He can do through me.
.JPG)
This week the urge to write has been stronger, and I've been searching and asking Him where to go. I have felt Him calling, calling, and I come to Him and He doesn't give me any instructions. He calls again and I come again, and He just asks me to rest (which I have to actually write on my to-do lists to get myself to do it!).
So, my friends, I have no subject matter or mission, except this:
The Father wants to spend time with me because He likes ME! He values ME, not just what He can do through me.
Comments
Post a Comment