Words should be easy to come by this week for this blog. But, some how, no matter how many times I have started, chicken scratched, laid out, and outlined... nothing. Nothing seemed to work together.
Last night I sat with a friend at church as we watched Billy Graham on the large screen in our sanctuary. God spoke. My friend became my sister as I got to share in her decision of giving her heart to the Lord. Speechless.
Yet again, as I went to write this morning, nothing. Maybe it is time for me to be quiet and let God do the talking.
Ecclesiastes 3:7 ESV
A time to tear, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
My prayer is that when I do speak, when words flow onto my paper or with my voice, it is of Him.