“You don’t have to change the world today; you just have to listen to Me.” Those were the words the Lord whispered in my spirit a couple of minutes ago – literally. 

It’s been a while since I have written a blog. Honestly, it’s been a while since I have written more than a full paragraph.
I’m not sure why. I can’t tell you why. 
I think part of me is terrified of staring at a blank screen, while my fingers hover aimlessly above the keyboard. 
I think part of me wants to be the one with the best write-ups and the best quotes, so I relentlessly second-guess everything I do. 
I don’t know. And honestly, I am starting to realize, it does not matter. 
What matters is that I ignore those thoughts, those feelings, those things that do not want me to do what I was made to do. And actually do it. 
So, I am here. Doing it. 

I read something on social media less than 20 minutes ago, written by someone I’d like to consider my friend, and I was struck. I was (and still am) floored by all she had gone through spiritually, and how mature she is now. And of course, I began to compare her to myself. Her achievements to mine.

I woke up with a start about 40 minutes ago. I had been praying when I fell asleep. Just before I fell asleep, I knew I would because it is so darn cold and I was bundled up under the covers. Yet, when I woke up, I had to consciously remind myself not to feel bad for taking a nap in the middle of the day. 

“You don’t have to change the world today,” the Love of my Life reminds me, “you just have to listen to Me.”
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Okay, Dad. Okay.