I am frequently torn between writing my thoughts or painting to spread the fire that burns in my heart. Of course I have daily duties of laundering, cooking, cleaning, and straightening up the surroundings, but there is always that stir in my soul to connect, to serve what seems so right.
I posted the following on FaceBook this morning:
” My God, I want to do what you want.
Your teachings are in my heart.” __Psalm 40:8
There is a fire within each of us that longs to do what ignites the soul with joy… How do we know if it’s the right thing to do?
Well, Max Lucado told a story about being unsure early on whether he ought to preach or not. He sought the counsel of a respected Pastor, and the good man said, ” Don’t preach !… unless you have to.”
I guess that’s how it is for me when so much inspires me to write. Even though someone once asked, who is going to read it, and the discouragement sank deep in my young heart, I rediscovered the flame.
God’s will in our lives embraces a service of presents for others to receive in fulfillment of a desire and/or a need.
God bless … my cousin’s daughter, Stela, who sent these flowers from Romania this morning. She wished me a happy 8th of March… from afar… with her love… and I am passing it on for you enjoy… God bless you as well…
I woke up to the sound of a few birds chattering outside my window, even as the grey sky threatens to rain some more… Stela’s beautiful bouquet of spring flowers made me yearn for another hug from those who keep in touch though I have nothing to offer, but a heartfelt I love you.