It's Friday. So, I will write. It's been a while. But, that's ok. Five minutes. No starting and stopping. No editing. Just writing. You want to join me? I'd thought you'd never ask! Here's where you can find out how to join me (and lots of others). And, go.
Willing. That’s the word.
Being willing, in my mind, has everything to do with surrender. It’s submission. It’s letting go. It means being willing to lose my life for Him so that I can find it in Him. It means living with open hands and an open heart.
Willing to be bold. Willing to be courageous. Willing to be obedient. Willing to love extravagantly. Willing to be generous. Willing to believe. Willing to trust. Willing to be His. All His.
The good news: If I am willing, then so is He. He’s more than willing. He never asked anything more of me than for me to be willing.
And, I am. I am willing to lay my heart and my life wide open in His hands so that He can do with me what He will.