As I write, the words flow so smoothly. So easily. It's my heart that's found them. The Lord who guides them.
And when I read them, my goodness how the tears well up.
It's not my writing. Please don't look at me. Look at Him. The Maker and Creator of all - the One who gave me these words, this heart and this courage.
I join you in the weeping sometimes. And I, too, see Him.
The writing isn't for you, you see - it's for me. It's a way He's brought healing to my heart and courage to my life. This worship humbles me.