It was time and I knew it. For the past year I have wanted to do this but had not an ounce of courage to even think that it was a possibility. Something earlier that day watered that seed within and when the Lord woke me up and said, "Let's talk", I just knew.
So I wrote.
As I wrote, my fears began to stare right back at me in the form of the written word, my written word. I wrote, "I have a journal full of words, words that I hope someday will, when I am gone, keep my memory alive."
Am I afraid of dying? Is that why I keep writing? Am I just a flower that will someday fade away only to be replaced by another? I think a fear of death is normal, but I can honestly say that this fear does not have a grip on me anymore. I continued, "To live today I write, to prove I really lived I leave my words on paper."
So that is what this is about: the fear of not really living!
When the lord says, "Let's do this!" and I get all afraid and scared, timid and shy, doubtful and self-conscience I am living in unbelief. And unbelief leads to disobedience. So I followed the Shepherd's lead and here I am. No, here we are! "It is like inking my heart then putting it on the internet. Am I crazy?" Don't answer that! There it was . . . my title. Inking the Heart. It was my gift from God that night I later went on to write, "I think the Lord may be opening a door tonight. Begin a blog, take a risk ink your heart, the door is open. He will lead, use your gift-the written word."
"Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; he who seeks finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be opened." Matthew 7:7-8