When I write, I feel. I write “because” I feel, and right now, I’m not feeling so hot, and I know, for me, how God comforts me as I write, so I’m going to lay it all out.
If you don’t want to read about tears, I suggest you move on because as they run down my face, I’ll explain my heart. Continue reading
As I sit here with God, I began to write about something “I” wanted to write about (knowing that God wanted me to write about something totally different). I managed to get a title out and one sentence. It was so forced. I KNEW God wanted me to reveal my heart, but I didn’t want to listen. Needless to say, after that ONE sentence, I realized I wasn’t going to get anywhere, so I deleted it and am now writing about what God told me to. Continue reading
Worship Flags and Infinity Scarfs 