With only 10 minutes to spare, I need to share what's been rattling in my head for about four days now...
I have been questioning whether or not to do this blog. Who would read it? Who would care? Is it a waste of time? What do I think I’m doing? I'm a mother of five, running four dairies, a household, homeschooling after school… blah blah blah... and I think I have time to do this??? And further more, just who do I think I am that I have anything worthwhile to say? Yea God, what do You mean, “Deborah, just sit down and write what I tell you, let’s chat and you write?"
So, while brushing my teeth the other morning, I started to feel jubilant! I’m telling you!... happy, excited, motivated, like you feel when you are out with life-long friends laughing your heads off, 100% relaxed, in the moment, not a care in the world, not even a THOUGHT of your daily grind or life… AND He spoke, “I take pleasure when you write, when you tell stories, when you laugh and enjoy Me as you do it. That’s Me!”
And then it hit! I FEEL HIS PLEASURE WHEN I DO THIS. WHEN I WRITE THE STORIES (OR TELL THE STORIES) I FEEL HIS PLEASURE BECAUSE THIS IS WHAT HE CREATED ME TO DO….
OMG (goodness - plane folks, it’s ok) I feel His pleasure IN ME. And then I remembered how I use to dance in my home in Texas before moving to NYC, just God and I alone; and I would laugh like a little girl. I would actually put on ballet shoes - sing, laugh, and skip around my living room - enjoying Him. Then I would sit down and write and write and write… When I moved to NYC, we had date nights on Thursdays at St. Patrick's Cathedral. I LOVE that cathedral and all the stain glass windows. I felt the company of the saints that went before me. I would sit in the middle pews all alone, but NOT alone. I had soooo much company. I could feel Him and the presence of (don’t go off on me now) the angels and the saints. I would look at the altar, the majestic architecture, the artwork, the marble... smile, sigh, take it all in, and enjoy Him.
That’s what this blog is for, it’s for Him! And, like a flower in the desert that no one ever sees; created for His good pleasure alone, so am I.
AND so are YOU!! Find what it is today, in doing whatever "it" is, that you feel His pleasure while doing "it" - what He created you to do. Borrowing from the man in Chariots of Fire, “I feel His pleasure when I run, because that’s what I was created to do."
Go do it!!!! And enjoy!
I have been questioning whether or not to do this blog. Who would read it? Who would care? Is it a waste of time? What do I think I’m doing? I'm a mother of five, running four dairies, a household, homeschooling after school… blah blah blah... and I think I have time to do this??? And further more, just who do I think I am that I have anything worthwhile to say? Yea God, what do You mean, “Deborah, just sit down and write what I tell you, let’s chat and you write?"
So, while brushing my teeth the other morning, I started to feel jubilant! I’m telling you!... happy, excited, motivated, like you feel when you are out with life-long friends laughing your heads off, 100% relaxed, in the moment, not a care in the world, not even a THOUGHT of your daily grind or life… AND He spoke, “I take pleasure when you write, when you tell stories, when you laugh and enjoy Me as you do it. That’s Me!”
And then it hit! I FEEL HIS PLEASURE WHEN I DO THIS. WHEN I WRITE THE STORIES (OR TELL THE STORIES) I FEEL HIS PLEASURE BECAUSE THIS IS WHAT HE CREATED ME TO DO….
OMG (goodness - plane folks, it’s ok) I feel His pleasure IN ME. And then I remembered how I use to dance in my home in Texas before moving to NYC, just God and I alone; and I would laugh like a little girl. I would actually put on ballet shoes - sing, laugh, and skip around my living room - enjoying Him. Then I would sit down and write and write and write… When I moved to NYC, we had date nights on Thursdays at St. Patrick's Cathedral. I LOVE that cathedral and all the stain glass windows. I felt the company of the saints that went before me. I would sit in the middle pews all alone, but NOT alone. I had soooo much company. I could feel Him and the presence of (don’t go off on me now) the angels and the saints. I would look at the altar, the majestic architecture, the artwork, the marble... smile, sigh, take it all in, and enjoy Him.
That’s what this blog is for, it’s for Him! And, like a flower in the desert that no one ever sees; created for His good pleasure alone, so am I.
AND so are YOU!! Find what it is today, in doing whatever "it" is, that you feel His pleasure while doing "it" - what He created you to do. Borrowing from the man in Chariots of Fire, “I feel His pleasure when I run, because that’s what I was created to do."
Go do it!!!! And enjoy!
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