....."and he gives us the power to live, to move, and to be who we are. 'We are his children,' just as some of your poets have said."
As I pray for God to move in me I'm recognizing that this may call me to action and action quite frankly has the ability to leave me paralyzed with fear.
Taking up my pen and writing my heart. Fear as my mind runs will with what ifs.
What if I say it wrong and I am misunderstood?
What if speaking my heart leaves me vulnerable, transparent, and open to criticism? What if someone sees me for what I really am. Broken. Worthless. A mess.
But what if I allow fear to immobilize me? What if I, out of fear, continue to ignore God's nudging so often that He stops whispering in my ear? What happens when I don't use His promptings, when I don't use the gifts that He has equipped me with.
Lord, give me the ability to move. Rid me of all fear that I may follow you completely and obediently.