Perhaps I have made this look too easy.
Most days it's not. Some of my current drafts will never make the cut. There are days when I still want to guard my words around you. Needless to say, I am a work in progress.
Please know this...that God has really been re-purposing my heart in His white board space. I have left my need for your approval back on some fence post months ago. This is now a place where I can breath a little.
I won't write all my thoughts to you.
Only what God puts on my heart.
God's whiteboard is very full of illustrations, and I still have some work to do.
Some projects will be for "His eyes only" as they reveal my ugly underbelly. God can handle my honesty though.
There are times I get bogged down in my own imperfections in communicating. I am my own worst critic. That is a tender place where God is healing me. I am a mess, with straight up crazy thoughts that sometimes make sense and sometimes don't. I muddle through them best I know how but feel like I am making small progress. My heart and mind stir constantly.
Ps. 1:2-3 But his delight is in the law of the Lord, and on his law he meditates day and night. He is like a tree planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither. Whatever he does prospers.
When is my best work done? When I spend time with the One who inspires.
His best work is done in me when I love Him most.
God, ignite your dreams in me, fan the flame.
Can you give God five minutes today?