I sought answer, giving direction for this, this thing I want so desperately to become all that you have for it; You breaking through dreams and Your springing up hope and change to other daughters of Yours, just from sharing my gut-ugly, beautiful honesty...here. It is quiet. No caution. So I passionately, with great desire, yet timidly, humbly push the door. I push the door to see if it opens, welcoming me to walk through. It does. You do. As I enter I find a room with no end, walls and floor painted with words and drafts, and excitement; with no ceiling, just blue and clouds for You and I to bust so You rain down. Heart overflowing with script that must be shared. Thanksgiving. Give me Your Words, Your Timing, Your Order, Your Plan, O God, and grow my creativity in you - lifestyle of creativity built on foundation of thanksgiving.
These words, a public re-dedication of this world-wide web space to You.
January 12, 2012
Your Words, Your Timing O God, A Dedication
Labels: Faith and Biblical Womanhood