It Is A Good Morning!

Have you ever awakened one morning with that dreadful feeling of remorse over something you'd done the night before?  I have, more than a few times.  Like when we'd spent more than we had on something we didn't need or when I'd done or said something really idiotic.  And like that time when I'd had too much to drink ~ oh, wait, that was just a plain 'ole hangover.

Well, after posting my first blog late last night, this morning I performed that self-check, scanning heart and soul for heavy blobs of remorse.  To my surprise and relief I felt none, not even a remnant.  Instead a very real peace rested there.  Then I realized that I had only done what God had asked me to do.  If it turned out badly or if somebody took offense, well, He was the One Who'd asked me to do this.  Not, mind you, that I would turn and blame Him.  I prefer not to offend or anger anyone and I'd do my best to take responsibility for any bad writing and apologize when necessary.  But there was, still is, a peace in my heart knowing that stepping out in faith, doing what He'd asked me to do, created a safe resting place in Him.  If someone hated something I wrote, I could just point them to God and He could deal with them.  Then with a swift kick of a click, I could delete their rude comment from my site.

In last nights blog I referenced The Whisperer of Love and Healing.  God Himself.  For years, He's been after me, very patiently urging me to write down the things of my heart.  Last night, I finally caved in, created this site and posted my first blog.  I couldn't take His loving, woo-ful nagging any longer.

Now this morning, this remorseful-free morning, having established within myself, this purpose of writing, I am free to dance within sentence structures, play with adverbs, nouns and adjectives, lift up phrases like banners to the Son.

It's so sweet, this freedom.