Guarded. I’m not. Facade. No need. Flawed. Indeed. Mistakes. I’ve made more than many.
For almost three years, I’ve ignored the feeling of “the call”. A feeling that says stand up and look into the light. God at the doorstep of my heart and I’ve just let him sit out there. I’ve answered the door for others and allowed them in while letting them skip God in line.
Never should have been a shock when those that skipped and were put before God’s call might as well all had the name Judas. Not that L-A is anything close to Jesus but one thing I know is that my heart is pure…so, are my intentions and actions, especially when it comes to the “money bag”. That’s why I think God is still there waiting at the doorstep waiting to bring the light back into my heart.
So, where do I go from here…how do I get beyond this fear?
I’m opening the door to GOD, asking him to come in…then I’m going to thank him for always being my most dedicated suitor.
