Positive thinking? Or is “I Am ….” so much more powerful than just that? If so – how much more?
Thank you Paula – I Am so glad you wrote this, I Am obliged to share it. 🙂
Today’s post is an invitation into my journal, my musings. I’m just audacious enough to believe God meets me there, when I’m quiet in my recliner, snuggled beneath my fuzzy blanket, journal and pen in hand. (He meets me other places, too. Increasingly I believe there is no divided secular and sacred space. There is only space. And where there is space HE is. But I digress.)
On that day, pen in hand, I talked with Him about hopes. Fears. Dreams. About feeling unqualified, unworthy, and other “un” words.
He said, “I Am your qualifier. I Am your worthiness. I Am has brought you through the experience you need to do what I Am has planned.”
I told Him I knew the journey was about His ability, not mine, and I surrendered to…
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